“Put that down, that’s a girls toy, if you play with that you’ll turn gay.” This was often said whenever I decided I wanted to play with a barbie or a castle. The idea that I automatically would love to play with hotwheels and monster trucks is what was wrong growing up. The idea role that I would be aggressive and carefree, rather than passive and caring is quite redundant. There were many gender roles that also took a big part of my growing up life and shaped me into who I am today whether positive or negative. Boys at a young age already start off to the rules of masculinity. The idea that they have to act tough, stay in control and show aggression to show that they are masculine is quite ridiculous. Growing up, these key gender roles
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Whenever we show just a little of our emotions we’re automatically told that we’re weak; that we’re just gay. I for one just don’t see the correlation between emotions and homosexuality, but that’s because I’m not a simple minded person. Due to this constant reminder that hindered me to show emotions, I was always afraid to let loose of them. I was always afraid to cry, I was always afraid to be sad, and being diagnosed with clinical depression doesn’t make this any easier. When I would cry, I remember seeing the disappointment on my parents face because apparently to them it showed them I was just another, excuse me for this, fagget to them. The fact that I couldn’t even cry to my own parents because I would be looked down upon is what’s wrong with gender roles. The other day, I failed my driving exam. Now, the driving exam is a huge milestone in every teenagers life, so the fact that I failed made me extremely sad and I even cried a little. The first thing my father said to me was, “WHY DID YOU CRY FOR? YOU’RE NOT SOME SISSY.” Instead of trying to comfort me, he was more worried about me crying in front of everyone. So it shows that even today, the role of me …show more content…
I wasn’t allowed to play with the toys I wanted to play, but rather they just auto assumed that I would love to play with the toys that caused chaos and destruction. I remembered when I went to my cousins house and played with her barbies, I got told that if I play with those, I’ll grow up to be gay. That I can’t play with anything that has to associate with a female because then I’ll turn into one. I mean I’m not a female, but that acquisition is totally and utterly false. How dare you take away a child’s toy because you as a parent think that they’ll turn out to be gay. I was never able to be liberated and express how I wanted to be as a child because they expected me to be some straight kid who just wants to play with some toys that were pertaining more towards boys rather than girls. Don’t even get me started about the time I tried on makeup and my mother had a fit. It’s like, why even bother getting mad at a child who’s just trying to experiment with different things. There’s no point in trying to force your own beliefs on a child who’s going to grow up and rebel against your beliefs. Wearing makeup doesn’t automatically make a child gay, nor does it make the child any less of a boy. However, being that my parents grew up in a time in which homosexuality wasn’t even looked at as an equal, I sorta understand why sometimes they are simple minded. Growing up with this simple mindedness from
Whenever we show just a little of our emotions we’re automatically told that we’re weak; that we’re just gay. I for one just don’t see the correlation between emotions and homosexuality, but that’s because I’m not a simple minded person. Due to this constant reminder that hindered me to show emotions, I was always afraid to let loose of them. I was always afraid to cry, I was always afraid to be sad, and being diagnosed with clinical depression doesn’t make this any easier. When I would cry, I remember seeing the disappointment on my parents face because apparently to them it showed them I was just another, excuse me for this, fagget to them. The fact that I couldn’t even cry to my own parents because I would be looked down upon is what’s wrong with gender roles. The other day, I failed my driving exam. Now, the driving exam is a huge milestone in every teenagers life, so the fact that I failed made me extremely sad and I even cried a little. The first thing my father said to me was, “WHY DID YOU CRY FOR? YOU’RE NOT SOME SISSY.” Instead of trying to comfort me, he was more worried about me crying in front of everyone. So it shows that even today, the role of me …show more content…
I wasn’t allowed to play with the toys I wanted to play, but rather they just auto assumed that I would love to play with the toys that caused chaos and destruction. I remembered when I went to my cousins house and played with her barbies, I got told that if I play with those, I’ll grow up to be gay. That I can’t play with anything that has to associate with a female because then I’ll turn into one. I mean I’m not a female, but that acquisition is totally and utterly false. How dare you take away a child’s toy because you as a parent think that they’ll turn out to be gay. I was never able to be liberated and express how I wanted to be as a child because they expected me to be some straight kid who just wants to play with some toys that were pertaining more towards boys rather than girls. Don’t even get me started about the time I tried on makeup and my mother had a fit. It’s like, why even bother getting mad at a child who’s just trying to experiment with different things. There’s no point in trying to force your own beliefs on a child who’s going to grow up and rebel against your beliefs. Wearing makeup doesn’t automatically make a child gay, nor does it make the child any less of a boy. However, being that my parents grew up in a time in which homosexuality wasn’t even looked at as an equal, I sorta understand why sometimes they are simple minded. Growing up with this simple mindedness from