Wicked

Idina Menzel as Elphaba in Wicked (The Broadway Musical)

I’ve just finished reading Wicked for the second time and I’m so depressed. Part of it is because I like the feeling of having something that draws me into it, and now it’s gone. But it’s also the feeling of injustice that’s attached to it. And yes, I know it’s just a book, a story, that someone made up the whole thing, that those are not real people… But it’s a good representation of reality. That is what happen in real life, people don’t always get what they deserve. Some really amazing people hide behind these masks and no-one can really see them. Some people are seen as evil, vindictive, heartless… but is there something more inside them? Is that really who they are? Why they’ve become like that?

It kills me knowing that a lot of people experience that pain Elphie represents. That more often than we’d like to believe people are discriminated and bullied and… hurt. And we don’t even realize it. Or we pretend not to. It is just a book, but the story is real and it shows us that no-one is completely good, just like very likely no-one is utterly evil.

It makes you think how you act everyday, what’s your attitude towards people – different people.

It opens your eyes… at least it opened mine. Things are not exactly how they seem and you have to take the time to get to know the person, the circumstances to make your own opinion about it.

Be careful with first with first impressions, they can be deceiving. Give it a chance. Don’t just follow everybody else. Have the guts to be different, to be fair, stand up for it if you believe it and just try to be a better person everyday.