It’s been one of those days when I’ve been reflecting on the constant misconceptions of how people view me. The world has become such a shallow place that they just can’t see past the obvious, then in turn put everyone into a “category”.
It is almost as though the world can’t function unless they have a Dewey Decimal System in which to throw others.
Has it become irrational to have depth of character? Is it that rare to find?
The thing is that I find this stereotyping in every aspect of my life. I’ll show you some examples.
When people ask me what I do for a living and I say a writer, they see this.
When I get asked what my hobbies are and I say reading, people see this.
When I say cooking, people see this.
When I am trying to find a man to date, and we are in the “getting to know each other” process; when he asks certain questions about me and I answer, I inevitably get thrust into a category.
If I say I am a strong, independent woman, men see this.
If I just say Latina, they think.
Then if I say a mom, they immediately think.
For some odd reason, men instantaneously think of me as a sex pot and see me like so …
When I say, “Hey, hey! Chill out! It’s not like that” they see …
Then if I say I have a big heart, I go here.
When I’m like “No dude, I don’t do drugs!” suddenly, I’m here.
Then there is the other extreme.
When I say I am short, people see this.
If I say I’m average, they see this.
If I say I am curvy, then they see this.
If I say thin, then I am this.
It’s exhausting! I feel as thought I continually need to “explain myself” to people and it’s frustrating.
There is just no winning. Frankly, I am sick and tired of being categorized. Since when has it become irrational to believe that a person can be more (much more) than just one thing.
I am me, and “me” is a person with lots of depth of character. So please, for the love of all things holy, STOP putting me in your little mental file cabinet!