Finding Myself

I don’t know about you, but I have found it very difficult finding myself in this world. I’ve always wanted to share my opinions, but I feel that obstacles have always presented themselves…

I was born to very liberal, modern parents. They always encouraged me as a child, saying I could do anything I wanted to do. Early on in my childhood, I really believed it too. I had such confidence in myself. I was loud, boisterous and outspoken. My parents never hushed me, but other grownups found me irritating and poorly behaved. This instantly led me to believe that children should be seen and not heard. And slowly, as I grew older, I began silencing and shrinking myself more and more.

My childhood friends knew me as being crazy. I naturally have a pretty excitable personality and it was more intense during my childhood. I am not in contact with my childhood friends to this day, but I can only assume they would recall me as being crazy or eccentric and most definitely not opinionated or passionate.

That’s not to say I wasn’t. Even as a child, I was passionate and opinionated… in my mind. I became so extremely closeted in own beliefs that I felt embarrassed even trying to debate with someone or even go against a popular opinion.

I began to shrink more and more throughout my primary education. My perception throughout primary school was that being opinionated was a very negative trait to possess. My teachers rewarded classroom obedience, not talkativeness.

At 12, the free spirit I once was had more or less vanished into thin air. I remained quiet, cripplingly under-confident and entirely obedient to social and gender norms throughout secondary school.

But inside, I wanted to scream. I experienced examples of daily prejudice and regular instances of discrimination throughout secondary school, both by fellow students and occasionally, from teachers.

I will always remember the anger I felt towards teenage boys who would use gay as a way to insult their friends. I will always remember the pretentious, macho exterior presented by teenage boys, the pompous and sexist attitudes expressed by them. I will always remember how atheism was forbidden and even punishable in secondary school; how Catholicism was integrated into all aspects of our school activities and subjects.

Ultimately, and here’s the part that broke my teenage heart, I will always remember how each and every one of us in secondary school were assigned the same narrow box to live in, and the same narrow rules to live by.

At 17, I thankfully graduated secondary school and respectfully kissed goodbye to a damaging, restrictive and confidence-crippling institution.

I soon began to learn that who I had been taught to be in secondary school would get me virtually nowhere in the real world. A path of self discovery lay before me. I would have to learn eventually how to be a civilized, respectable member of society. But how could I do this? What was my life purpose? At 17, I was filled with so many questions but I had yet to find any answers.

I first began to gradually reject social and gender norms. I didn’t want to be seen as weak because I was a girl. So I tried to be seen as strong. I began helping more people and showing compassion. I also finally learned how to stand up for myself, approaching 18 years old. I didn’t want to be seen as stupid, so I decided to go to college but this time study something I wanted to study. My secondary school academic performance was, overall, rather bleak.

I felt like there was something wrong with my brain in secondary school. A lack of interest combined with sheer boredom resulted in quite poor performance; particularly in my junior cycle. I was treated like there was something wrong with my brain, too. School encourages a system of putting people into boxes. I was horrendous at Maths, so I was deemed to have a learning difficulty. I was then treated differently by teachers and members of staff as a consequence.

I’ve come to realize that the term “learning difficulty” can cause irreversible harm to a young person. When a student struggles, they are examined and labeled a word and thus identified by that word. How can we expect the youths of Ireland to become confident, well-spoken, functioning members of society if we segregate them as being smart or stupid in school?

I had to unlearn the labels assigned to me after I graduated. Nearly five years later, I have completed my self healing process. I now reject the term “learning difficulty”. Instead, I choose to openly tell others (if brought up in conversation) that I struggle with the concept of numbers and spacial awareness. Additionally, I have extreme issues with organization and am prone to anxiety as a result to stress brought on by poor organization.

This is me. These are my shortcomings, but they do not make me “unable”. They do not cause me to suffer from a “learning difficulty”. They do not cause me unmanageable difficulty in day-to-day tasks. At 21, I can say that I am an active, functioning member of society. I will not be a label. I will not fit into a box of gender or social expectation. I will not be defined by what people call me, or what people see when they look at me. I will not be defined by the way I laugh. I will not be determined by who I used to be in the past, I will be determined by how I show myself in the present.

At 21, I am also aware that I still have a lot to learn. And I openly embrace my future experiences and lifelong lessons.

I have only begun to truly regain confidence in my opinions in recent months. In school, I was always shut down. But now, I can express myself freely without being segregated or labeled as a result.

I’m still finding myself, more and more every single day. But every day I notice something new. I notice a different form of inequality. I become aware of our failed education system, when I witness the intolerance and ignorance of young people regarding social issues. Homophobia, trans-phobia, racism, racist stereotypes, casual sexism, rape, victim blaming, etc.

Maybe it’s just me, but I don’t see the point in sending our children to public school at all from age 5-17 or 18; if we release them into the world as ignorant, intolerant or simply dismissive. What’s the point? I’d rather my child understands and rejects inequality and oppression instead of know how to do Algebra or cite a Yeats poem.

But maybe that’s just me. And who knows? Maybe that opinion will change. Because I am always progressing, changing and developing my mind. I’ve come a long way, but I’m still finding myself after all… I think we all are, ’till the day we die…

Aisling Kelleher

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Writers Global Is A SCAM ARTIST

This is just a quick blog to warn you all from making the same mistakes I did.  For the past month I wasted my time working for someone under the Skype name Writers Global.  I found this user through http://www.odesk.com.  They had several postings for article writing jobs such as this one https://www.odesk.com/jobs/Full-Time-Writers-Needed_~01fd26d869440e8187?search_result=1 Needless to say all of the user’s advertisements through oDesk are identical.  The scam artist goes under the name of Jessica Ray and claims she is from New York, United States. When you send an application to her through oDesk, she will respond with a rude “ADD ME ON SKYPE” whilst ignoring everything else you’ve said to her.  Once you add her on Skype she’ll feed you this nonsense about how she’s currently making payments through paypal rather than oDesk because “oDesk has trouble accepting new Paypal accounts”.

She will not employ you through a contract via oDesk.  You will also notice that her payment methods are all unverified.

Essentially I spent a month writing and researching FIFTY ARTICLES for this scumbag all to be blocked and not paid a dime.  I should have earned 240 euro but I will now receive nothing.  This scam artist is tricking people all around the world and submitting OUR WORK under THEIR NAMES for money.

If you have already accepted Writers Global via Skype, BLOCK THEM IMMEDIATELY BEFORE IT IS TOO LATE. Please, learn from my mistakes! If you’ve already begun writing for them, BLOCK THEM NOW BEFORE YOU WRITE ANY MORE.

Needless to say, a scam artist will probably be inclined to pose under a few different identities, so I’ve made a quick list for you to know a scam artist straightaway. If only I had known this all along:

1. Through oDesk, don’t ever go near a job posting that doesn’t have a verified payment method.

2. If they tell you you’re employed but don’t begin the contract through oDesk, don’t trust them. Just end it there before it goes any further.

3. NEVER TRUST someone under the name of Jessica Ray / Writers Global

4. If they claim they’re not paying you through oDesk but through a different means, do not trust them. This is most certainly a SCAM.

5. Above all else, use your common sense. Don’t trust job postings that have unrealistic payment methods. If the client is rude to you, they’re most likely a scam artist. A vicious personality normally goes alongside vicious intentions. The scam artist who fooled me was often rude and unkind through our messages.

It is sickening that I spent so long writing and researching for this bastard. Please realise though that if you follow these guidelines you won’t get scammed via oDesk. One more point – always choose HOURLY contracts in preference of FIXED. oDesk guarentees payment if you work an hourly contract to a verified payment method.

BEWARE OF WRITERSGLOBAL. Together maybe we can put an end to this bastard for good.

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