Personally I hate stereotypes (sorry). Maybe it’s because I’ve been the subject of enough of them, maybe because I have fought against enough of them, maybe because I now find myself fighting them for my kids … likely all of those things I suppose.
I wear many hats in my day, depending on what’s going on around me and what’s most important on the to-do list. Each one of those stations requires a specific set of skills but that doesn’t mean I don’t posses others. I’m simply tapping into the ones that are required here and now.
Some of this might be my personality type, most of it might just be individual to me, who knows. I have been called many things in my life but the one constant is ‘different’. I suppose some people might be put off by that but frankly I revel in it.
My oldest once asked me what the worst thing was that someone could say to me. I told him ‘to be called normal’. *chuckle* I’m not like anyone else and I really have never wanted to fit in. I’m fine with that, even more than fine, I’m proud of that!
It leaves a certain distaste for stereotypes!
I like to look further, dig deeper and view people for who they are and not what they look like, where they come from, or who they are related to. It takes more time and more brain power but to me, it’s still the right way to be.
Ironic since I now find myself in a quasi battle for submission and the fact that it does not equal quiet, meek and without power. Don’t you think …. ?