When I was in primary school I was pushed here and there, and was told that I couldn't join in the after school football because of my gender. This upset me because I hated netball and that was the only stereotypical option for girls, I was friends with most of the boys and enjoyed playing with them. So this forced me out of an athletic life and I lost a lot of friends.
In secondary, I went into Art GCSE, only because I enjoyed art and I did quality work. People pushed and pushed to make me do things their way instead of letting me learn myself and have fun with it. It drove me away from art and drawing altogether.
In A Levels I took on photography to keep my artistic spark going somehow. I learned and did things my own way and got an A* which I was overjoyed with, seeing as I only did it as a hobby and it wasn't serious to me, it's just fun.
I declined going to university because 1. I am too poor to go and 2. I was unsure of what I wanted for my future, so I went straight into working. I continued with writing, graphic drawing and photography in my spare time.
But recently, after a few years, I upgraded to a semi-pro camera and I take better quality photographs from my experience and tinkering. It's fun, I don't do it for competition, I just like to be able to have a record of things that are beautiful and interesting since my memory isn't very good any more.
Then all of a sudden, friends, family and strangers start pressing buttons. Telling me to do things a certain way like I have no choice in the matter, trying to turn my feel good hobby into a job. Other people talking me down because I don't use RAW files, some telling me that they know better just because they've done or are doing a degree. Trying to make me feel like I'm nothing in comparison just because they are in or have done further education.
Oh thanks, because you're a good little soldier that does everything your told like a robot who won't experiment and learn for yourself.
I'm sick of it. I want them to leave me alone, I just want to be happy without someone breathing down my neck with politically correct superiority. There is no respect or freedom of choice at all any more. I am on the verge of quitting photography altogether. I can't deal with this crap.
I wonder to myself... if I am a blank slate with no talent, would people leave me alone... or just bully me because I am no longer worth anything. There is no winning no matter what, I know that. But I'd rather be patronized for having nothing, than something.
In relation, I feel like jollyjack's Penny in this strip below.