For the last year or so, on the first of every month, I'd write a post saying hello and letting you all know what I'd been up to, and what my plans were for the next month. When deadlines, exams and my dissertation took over my life, that all stopped - quite frankly, it would have been the most boring thing you'd ever read!! My recent poll confirmed my fears that you'd all been missing out on a little bit of the "me behind the scenes" and so I pledged to bring back my monthly updates - but I've decided I'm going to be doing them with a bit of a twist!
To reflect my current transition from undergrad psychology student to postgrad teaching student, I thought I'd take the beginning of each month to share my opinion on some relatively serious matters that have been relevant to me over the previous month. I imagine that when I get stuck into my course, I'll have a lot of teaching and classroom related issues to discuss with you all - which I'm really excited about because I'm super passionate about it!
This month I'd like to talk about prejudice.
Ever since primary school I've suffered through a lot of prejudice, which has come in many different, but equally uncomfortable, forms - this month has certainly been no exception. Now, you may be wondering - 'how on Earth can you have suffered prejudice??' - and it's true I ask myself the same question, I am probably the most average person on the planet. Average height, weight, family, home, intelligence, car, hobbies etc etc. The list goes on! I believe myself to be perfectly ordinary
I've never been a particularly confident person around other people and because of this I've often been mistaken as intimidating or fake. In reality I'm just shy, reserved and self conscious until I'm sure that I'm going to be accepted. It seems that judgement is passed on first impressions when it comes to me and it's almost always negative.
In stark contrast, on the inside I am 100% confident with who I am as a person. I know who I am, I know what I stand for and I know what I believe in. I have incredibly strong convictions (to the point of being stubborn sometimes!) and I have very deep rooted morals. It took a lot of bullying and a long time to be sure, but now nothing that anyone says can lay doubt in my mind.
This month, I've unfortunately endured a lot of negative judgement passed my way from people who I was really hoping to have a long and flourishing relationship with. Disregarding the fact that most of the judgements made were based on assumptions and falsity, for the first time I've been able to hold my head high and tell myself that it's ok. Referring to me as a person of lower status and placing themselves on a pedestal has actually just shown them up to be truly ungraceful people.
I was lucky to be brought up not to judge a book by it's cover and not to judge a person without getting to know them first. As far as I am concerned you can be penniless and I will treat you with the same respect as the Queen of England so long as you show me that respect in return. We're all human beings, no one is better than any one other. I'm curious about people and their lives, no matter who they are, or where they come from. I can't thank my parents enough for passing this valuable trait onto me and I hope that I can pass this onto the children I'll be teaching come September.
If anything, this month has taught me that prejudice can sometimes be a blessing, because it serves to solidify what you know about yourself and who it's worth having in your life.
How do you deal with prejudice? ♥xoxo
*Disclaimer: This blog post is not aimed at any particular person(s). It is about my general experience and opinion of those who pass judgement unfairly. It does not intend to offend or violate the rights of any individual(s).
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