society

The Power Society has over me

Power. Control. Stress. My name is Amy and those three words sum up my life. My whole life for as long as I could remember my power has been taken away from me by both parents and society.

One thing my parents and society have in common is they both try to control me, change me, make me ‘normal’. I don’t want to be labelled by anything but that is exactly what society does to people like me. We don’t follow all the cool trends or have the newest clothes and we get judged. They try and shape us into all the same person, like the world wants us to all be the same and being yourself is wrong. But here’s the thing, it isn’t wrong, society is just scared. Scared to be different, scared to have their own voice, scared to be judged because now days that’s what happens all the time society always finds a way to make you feel worthless. I wish I had power to voice out my thoughts without having the thought in the back of my mind on what people are going to think or say about me. In my opinion society holds such a strong power, a complicated power. The power is strong enough to do anything with it, yet we choose to use it to make other people feel like they’re not good enough or need to change. Why can’t me being myself be classified as ‘normal’.

The thing I hate the most though is standards. Everyone, everything has standards things that make you feel bad about yourself if you don’t have, like I’m 16 why should I have to change myself to meet everyone else’s standards. I wish everything was less complicated that being a teenage girl in my generation didn’t bring me so much stress. For us girls it is so complicated, we have a lot more standards that we are expected to live up to than boys do. It’s unfair. I’m sick and tired of trying to pretend to be someone I’m not. All I want in this dumb life is to be happy with myself but that’s pretty much impossible when no matter how much you change people will expect more.

Life is a beautiful gift and we all take it for granted. We have one life on this earth we should be living it to our fullest instead of worrying about pointless things. When I die, I want to have died living my best life, doing everything and anything I’ve ever wanted without any hold backs. My parents have control over my life everything I want to do I can’t. They missed out on so many things during their childhood and they hate that so they try and live those moments they missed out on through me or they try and get me to do whatever they did, whatever sport they played its so annoying. They say it’s because they want me to see what they did when they were kids since they enjoyed it so much but I know that’s not the reason they just hate the fact that their childhood is over, that they can’t do the things that made them happy when they were a kid, there incapable of letting go of their past and moving on, so they use me instead. My life is so complicated I just want to live a normal life but between my parents and society its impossible. I can’t have my own power, my own voice, my own life. I’m trapped. What I am really trying to say is, ‘What is normal?’