"Kids these days are horrible."
"You're going to be so poor."
"You can do better."
I'm usually really sensitive, but this time I'm not deterred. I've fought these doubts for years, and I've finally decided to pursue this career path because I don't think any job can be more rewarding than that of a teacher.
I don't criticize your career choice, so don't attack mine.
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Society is driven and ruled by money.
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I've never cared about how much money I make, and people are shocked by that. I think it has a lot to do with how I was raised. My parents never worried about money in front of me or my sister, but they didn't splurge either. We use our money wisely and don't ever complain about being poor.
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It irks me so much when my peers, who have a decent steady income, call themselves poor. I also hate it when other people put their financial opinions on me. I wasn't worried about paying for grad school until my friends made me worry. I should be more worried about how schools are brainwashing children-now that's a bone you can pick.
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Why is society obsessed with money anyways? Money can't buy you happiness. More is less. Bigger isn't better. A bigger computer screen doesn't mean the computer's better. What is it with men and this belief that bigger is better?
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The only concept I can argue for more of is sharing. A lot of people are uncomfortable with how much I share and the very personal details I do share, but I share because I believe it will help others going through the same situations. I wouldn't have stressed out so much during college if had known other people were going through the same thing as me. Sharing normalizes those personal experiences we all have but are afraid to share.
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When I was little, I thought it was embarrassing how I picked my nose and didn't know how to swim or ride a bike, but it turns out a lot of people pick their nose and don't know how to swim or ride their bike either.
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Swimming requires you to simultaneously move your arms and legs while you’re also moving your head up and down for air. See, I’m fine when I don’t have to breathe, but as soon as I need air, I start freaking out and stop moving my arms and legs. I was forced to swim because I was thrown into a 14-foot swimming pool: it was either swim or drown.
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Swimming requires you to simultaneously move your arms and legs while you’re also moving your head up and down for air. See, I’m fine when I don’t have to breathe, but as soon as I need air, I start freaking out and stop moving my arms and legs. I was forced to swim because I was thrown into a 14-foot swimming pool: it was either swim or drown.
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I could keep those details about me a secret, but I couldn't keep my period a secret. I tried to hide my period by not changing my pads, which caused leaks and even more embarrassment, but I didn't learn because talking about my period was taboo. I never discussed it with my friends even though they were all going through the same thing. This is why I'm so open now. I don't want young girls to be afraid to change their pad in the school bathroom.
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My friend once told me I wasn't mysterious because I literally tweeted everything. This was after I proclaimed I was mysterious upon hearing that boys like mysterious girls. I still have a lot of secrets though.
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Oh well, being single means I don't have to wait in line at popular museum exhibits or restaurants.
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Format inspired by Ocean Vuong's "A Letter to My Mother That She Will Never Read."
