Amethyst Rose
November 2nd, 2002, 08:54 PM
I'm writing this because I'm feeling a little down, like everyone does now and again. I don't want a big pity fest, because I have enough pity for all of us, I just want to get this off my chest because it's bugged me for a really long time, and there's really no one that I can talk to about it, because I don't really have any friends close enough to talk to.... moving around constantly can do that to friendships, unfortunately.
So here's the thing. I think I'm way under appreciated and under respected. I honestly think that no one out there really respects me, or is really proud of anything I've done....nothing I've done really matters or is really important. Everyone I know thinks I'm quite flaky or stupid, or unambitious..... here's a short story about me and how people around me treat me....
I went to University and got my Bachelor of Arts (strike one against, me, you can't do anything useful with that - trust me, I've tried). My original plan was to get into the Education faculty, I wanted to teach highschool students to appreciate Shakespeare, but there were only 15 spots available in the English/Education department, and my marks just didn't cut it (I was .2 away). After 2 years of trying, I decided to just get my BA, and try for something else. I met my husband at school, got married, and tried to get into editing and publishing only to find that no one would take me without my Masters degree, which I can't afford to get, so I'd been working as a receptionist, before I came here.
So, every time I talk to my (younger) sister, currently at University to get her HBSc in Environmental sciences, she treats me like I'm comletely stupid. I get the feeling that my husband's family thinks I'm just mootching off of him, because I'll never do anything meaningful, and a lot of my family thinks that I'm setting myself up to fail because I'm letting a man support me. And my husband thinks I'm a fruity flake because I'm this weird Pagan person, who believes in faries and the Ogo Pogo, and rolls his eyes whenever I mention anything that's slightly religous or supernatural.
I was sitting at home today wishing that I could do something that people would appreciate, that people would look and me and say "now there's a girl with her head on straight" or, "she's really smart" or something along those lines. You know, it doesn't take a whole lot of brain power to type 80 words a minute and that's all I seem to have going for me.
But I realized that there is nothing..... absolutely nothing....that I could do that would make people sit up and take notice. Nothing that I would WANT to do, that would make them think better of me. What do I want to do?? I would be happy editing, but I don't think I'd be passionate about it..... what I'm passionate about is religions, learning about them and speaking about them....I'd probably be very happy with something to do with that. But if I went back to school and got a degree in religious studies, you know what people would think?? That they were right all along, and there's crazy old fruity me, with another useless degree. And they would be right, it'd be useless, I couldn't do anything with it, and I'd be right back where I started.
All I really want is for people to be proud of me and respect me, and I'm not sure if there's a single person in my life who does, and that makes me really, really sad.
So here's the thing. I think I'm way under appreciated and under respected. I honestly think that no one out there really respects me, or is really proud of anything I've done....nothing I've done really matters or is really important. Everyone I know thinks I'm quite flaky or stupid, or unambitious..... here's a short story about me and how people around me treat me....
I went to University and got my Bachelor of Arts (strike one against, me, you can't do anything useful with that - trust me, I've tried). My original plan was to get into the Education faculty, I wanted to teach highschool students to appreciate Shakespeare, but there were only 15 spots available in the English/Education department, and my marks just didn't cut it (I was .2 away). After 2 years of trying, I decided to just get my BA, and try for something else. I met my husband at school, got married, and tried to get into editing and publishing only to find that no one would take me without my Masters degree, which I can't afford to get, so I'd been working as a receptionist, before I came here.
So, every time I talk to my (younger) sister, currently at University to get her HBSc in Environmental sciences, she treats me like I'm comletely stupid. I get the feeling that my husband's family thinks I'm just mootching off of him, because I'll never do anything meaningful, and a lot of my family thinks that I'm setting myself up to fail because I'm letting a man support me. And my husband thinks I'm a fruity flake because I'm this weird Pagan person, who believes in faries and the Ogo Pogo, and rolls his eyes whenever I mention anything that's slightly religous or supernatural.
I was sitting at home today wishing that I could do something that people would appreciate, that people would look and me and say "now there's a girl with her head on straight" or, "she's really smart" or something along those lines. You know, it doesn't take a whole lot of brain power to type 80 words a minute and that's all I seem to have going for me.
But I realized that there is nothing..... absolutely nothing....that I could do that would make people sit up and take notice. Nothing that I would WANT to do, that would make them think better of me. What do I want to do?? I would be happy editing, but I don't think I'd be passionate about it..... what I'm passionate about is religions, learning about them and speaking about them....I'd probably be very happy with something to do with that. But if I went back to school and got a degree in religious studies, you know what people would think?? That they were right all along, and there's crazy old fruity me, with another useless degree. And they would be right, it'd be useless, I couldn't do anything with it, and I'd be right back where I started.
All I really want is for people to be proud of me and respect me, and I'm not sure if there's a single person in my life who does, and that makes me really, really sad.