[3.8] Insecure.
The about school is, you don't go there to learn. School is not a building that fills you with facts and skills and what not anymore.
School is now a place of judgment.
They judge you on everything, can't you see?
They judge you by your tests, scaling your self worth by numbers, never letting you get a hundred percent because you are not worth a hundred percent.
Sometimes, you're not worth anything at all. So there you go, here's your zero.
Boom. You failed. Like usual.
And when you're so used to that kind of failure, you are able to encounter various different types of judgment.
They judge you on your appearance. They call you a pig for being fat, or a stick for being skinny, a terrorist for being a colour or religion or simply just being yourself. You are a prostitute if you let your shorts go up more than the length of your fingertips. You are a target for insults.
Because no matter what, they'll judge you.
Just when you think you can't be judged by anything else, they judge the way you act. If you have an opinion, you must be pushy or selfish or a maniac. If you have an anxiety attack, you are weak and fragile and easily hurt. If you get angry, you must be a b*tch.
If you smile, you're fake.
School did not give me an education. It did not end up teaching me how to cure cancer. I taught me that my worth is based on the daily judgments I get from everyone else.
So I guess that means I'm worthless.
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