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Being A Girl

Sometimes, I feel as though women travel through life with invisible boulders attached to their shoulders. As a woman, it doesn’t matter what we do, we carry the weight of everyones judgments. We are taught that we must dress a particular way, style our hair, always have groomed nails, etc The list is endless, and the expectations are exhausting to meet, yet we continue to try and live up to societies impossible standards.
Aside from the pressures society places on women, I think being born a woman is a blessing – at least thats how I feel about my life. Women encompass a strength that no other species on the planet possesses, and society teaches us to be insecure to try and suppress us, limit us and prevent us from achieving great success.
I used to be a very insecure person. I was always a tomboy. I liked sports clothes, and playing outside more than dressing up. Dressing up was never my thing. However,, one year in summer school I decided that I wanted to wear dresses and tank tops. People would ask me “why are you dressed like that? They weren’t used to seeing me in girly clothes. I felt insecure, and lied that my cousin made me dress more girly. The truth was, I wanted to wear those clothes, but I didn’t know how to break free from my peers opinions of how I should dress. Instead of saying what I felt, I lied and during the regular school year, I went back to wearing jerseys and track pants.
It wasn’t until years later that I decided to break-free from peoples opinions of how I should dress. I felt very lost and felt like I needed to find my identity. I went through a phase where I dyed my hair every colour of the rainbow. My motivation for doing this was to teach myself that the opinions of others didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered in my life was my opinion of myself. During this process, I had many people approach me to tell me they either loved my hair or hated it. Regardless of the opinion I received, I refused to let myself internalize it. Instead I made a conscious choice to only focus on my opinion. The extra noise of external judgments disappeared from my mind, and I felt free.

While I am grateful for having the strength of a woman and possessing the ability to fight for myself. I wish I didn’t have to. I wish I was free to be myself from the get go. I wish society taught me that it was okay to dress and be myself. I wish girls were taught to be free the same way boys are. However, with that said I am also grateful for the extra step that I had to overcome as a woman, because it made me stronger.

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My World. My Creation.

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We drift through life trying to learn who we are. We define our likes, our dislikes. We evolve ourselves to try and identify with a particular group. Somewhere on our quest to be our unique selves we lose ourselves. We become consumed with the need to maintain relationships and ensuring that bonds aren’t broken. We hide what we think or how we feel to avoid creating ripples in the water. We focus on the short-term relationship and fail to realize that we’ve compromised so much of who we are that the relationships in our lives have become artificial.

Over the past year, I spent a lot of time analyzing the relationships in my life, and decided to do a looking glass analysis of my life and conducted a couple of experiments. The lessons I learned are invaluable to me and will leave me with an ever changed person.

The first test I conducted was to not call anyone and see whose numbers appeared on my caller display. What an eye opener. People I thought would call never did. People I didn’t expect to hear from became prominent in my life. I learned that the people I held in high regards didn’t deserve it, and those I took for granted valued me. I started to re-prioritize the people in my life. It was a difficult process, but I’m a strong person.

The second test I conducted was to tell people how I felt. I didn’t hide my feelings about situations like I did in the past. I voluntarily shared my thoughts. Why should I have to hide how I feel? If people choose to be in my life, they should respect me enough to understand my feelings and thoughts. If they fail to take the opportunity to appreciate me, it’s their loss. The results of this test were astounding, but I am grateful for my strength. Opening up myself to hurt, it’s sad to say that after conducting my first test, I had accurately predicted the results.

Always afraid to leave myself open to hurt, I learned something about myself through this process. I’m not made of glass. It doesn’t matter how much venom is sent in my direction, I can overcome it. Through conducting this, at the time torturous experiment, I was able to create a richer life for myself. I know that when I pick up the phone to call someone, that the person on the other side of the receiver deserves to be there. I don’t have artificial relationships or relationships of convenience, they are real. They are great. Hopefully going forward they will simultaneously grow with me.

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Living On A Battlefield

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I’m Right. You’re Wrong. I Win. You Lose.  When did everything we do turn into a competition? When did we stop seeing people for who they are and start viewing them as a competitor? We live our lives standing at attention in a battlefield. Waiting for our next conquest. We constantly feel that we need to be heard. We have a need to vocalize our thoughts, express our opinions and fight to make another person understand how our actions are the right ones.

Through doing this, we miss out on the best part of life. We miss the opportunity to learn about people; understand their thoughts and learn about their past experiences. Every person on this planet immerses him/herself in different experiences, digests information differently and grows. We would benefit from taking the time to stop and just listen. Listen to their opinion, to their rationale and remember that their intent is good. Their approach in expressing their thoughts may not be great, but when you remove factors such as their tone of voice, and get to the root of what they are saying, there is beauty in the spoken word. That beauty can only be realized when we start to see each other as equals and appreciate the others word, and work in cooperation instead of competition.

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A World Motivated by Accolades

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What happened to the days where people lived their lives in cooperation instead of competition? Where people “Loved thy neighbor” instead of secretly relishing in their defeats. Have thoughts of compassion, sincerity and generosity slowly slipped away from our minds, only to be replaced by venomous words such as “superior” or “better”?

Observing the world around me, I’m left with the thought that we are heading down a path of self-destruction. The obsession with receiving accolades consumes the minds of many and leaves those incapable of reaching high feats in the dust. This need for recognition, for societal approval, is embedded in our minds from a young and we strive to feel accepted and as though we are a part of a team. However, it is not sufficient to simply be a member of this team, we are taught from a young age that we must be the most valuable member on our team. In elementary school we are taught that a person who receives an A is smart, and a person who receives a F is not. With age, this seed of receiving the best grades grows in our minds and we develop a need to feel like a lion in a pride.

How do we move away from this thought process and learn to live contently in a hurd? How do we  create a society where words such as “equal” are more important than “best”? Perhaps we need to change the system in which we raise our children and remind them that their friends are not their competition, they are their support system.

Food for thought…..

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A Winding Road

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I feel as though i’m on the verge of something great…a new adventure. What that is, i’m not quite sure.  I don’t know if this feeling comes with growing older and being more aware of who I am, but there is a sense of calm that I feel in knowing that with every experience I grow as a person. I’m not afraid of the unknown. I feel excited about overcoming obstacles that come my way.

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It’s true that I have moments of weakness and self-doubt that temporarily cloud my thoughts and lead me to think that the world is coming to an end. But then when I least expect it, my inner strength pulls me back into the realm of positivity and I feel as though I can conquer the world. That I can overcome every obstacle in stride, and know that my inner strength will pull me out of any defeatist state that I may temporarily occupy.

 

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