SOMETIMES THE LABELS JUST GET IN MY WAY
As humans, we all have labels, so what is the most significant- how can a person make one more important than the other. We as humans force on too much on labels that we forget to enjoy life. Each person has their opinion/idea of what label is more important to them. Some think it’s their sex; some feel it’s their ethnicity, then some people go all their life not knowing what wrapping/label they fix into when the truth is the one label we all have is human. Then some people have to change their wrapping to feel more comfortable with who they are.
I have always had a problem: what side of myself should I stand up more for my woman side or disability side. These aspects of me are significant; neither no more important than the other. I’m also a daughter, sister, aunt, niece, friend. The list goes on and on, so shouldn’t all labels be of the same significance as the others. It can be so hard to find my way in the world when according to today’s world, what kind of wrapping a person is covered in is what makes them valuable or invaluable to the world.
When I sat down to start to write this blog, it was going to be about how I find the month of March to be unfear to who I am as a human and as a person with cp. Due to that, social media has taken up a large part of life and has made many things in life significantly more important than other issues. Being a woman is an essential part of me, but my cp is also necessary. In a world that puts so much on a person, wrapping, we lose the meaning of what a person is and the two things we have in common, no matter who. We all start as humans, and we all bleed red; this should be important.
March 8th is known as International women’s day ￼I understand it’s essential for many of us, but the bottom line is that I’m a human; being a woman is only one part of who I am. The number one thing is that I am a human with many things that go into me. It can be so hard for me to fight for the right to be placed not just because of my woman label but because of my disability label. I like to say I’m a human canvas with many things that go into who I am. Yes, being a woman makes up a large part of who I am, but I have many other factors.
I have always had a problem: what side of myself should I stand up more for my women’s side, disability, or women’s side. These aspects of me are significant; none no more potent than the other. I’m also a daughter, sister, aunt, niece, friend. The list goes on and on, so shouldn’t all labels be of the same significance as the others. It can be so hard to find my way in the world when according to today’s world, what kind of wrapping a person is wrapping makes a person valuable or invaluable to the world.
I’m not dumb; I know life isn’t as black and white as this post might sound. I also know there is a lot of hate in the world, but if we look at the whole pitcher, the two things the world has in common are we are all human canvas, and we all bleed red no matter what we wrap ourselves up ourselves in.
While I will always question my role and wrapping in life, I know that I’m valuable in this world and I know I have a purpose in life. There just days that life makes it more challenging to see what that is. Its not that I have have prove myself because I’m not my wrapping. As I get older I try to not let people’s words hurt because they can’t see pass my wrapping but at the sometime I’m human just like everyone else have the same emotions as everyone and as we all know words can hurt worse when there only base on the wrapping.