“Privilege is when your voice is the norm but still you claim to be unheard.”
― DaShanne Stokes
Adhering blindly to society’s agenda has become the norm. You don’t question it, you simply follow it. Like puppets being pulled by the strings of its master, we do as we’re told. You can’t refuse to conform, after all, the norm is the norm, right? Going one’s own way? Fuck it. Way easier to do it society’s way. But have we ever taken the time to think for ourselves for a sec? To wonder what makes the norm The norm? And if we truly want to make it ours too? I don’t solely like to challenge the norms, but I like to reverse things up a little as well. Maybe instead of asking people who don’t want to have kids why they choose to do so, we ought to ask those who do wish to have them why they wish so.
Maybe rather than asking a trans person when was the time they realized they were trans, we ought to ask ourselves when was the time, we, perhaps, realized we were heterosexual. It’s all too easy to take society’s prescribed formulas for being, doing, working, loving, dressing, a certain way, and consequently to leave behind the most important part of ourselves: our own authenticity. Can we really claim we are dreaming dreams of our own if these dreams are the unconscious product of our enslavement to society?
We collectively validate our personal insanity which only makes us more delusional in our nationwide unconsciousness. I scratch your back, but please scratch mine. We desperately seek other’s approval because we are terrified at the prospect of not wearing our normality badge. Isn’t normality a disguised form of insanity? Taking as irrefutable truths every social construct that comes our way makes us dumb fucks oblivious to the sides effect of a good old brainwash.
Our narrow frame of reference has been handed to us on a silver plate. Isn’t ironic that it’s never what’s considered as the norm that’s to be found under the spotlight, but always what contradicts it? The norm is never subject to debate, it’s the norm after all. People who don’t do it society’s way constantly have to justify themselves. They can’t simply be. They have to win their spot, while we have fun judging them in our comfy seat.
In elementary school, I would often play soccer with the boys rather than with the girls, because I wanted to get down n dirty. Yet I had to prove to them that I belonged there. It was only after I would score a few times that they’d fully trust my abilities. And yet again, it was a continuous process. I constantly had to be on my best game. Only because of a gender. While the other boys on the team, the simple fact that they were boys was enough for them to belong.
It's OK. You don't have to be normal like me. ❤️ lol
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