What My Hobbies Don’t Make Me (A List of Sorts About Stereotypes)
- Just because I’ve been a video gamer my entire life, it doesn’t mean I’m some sort of murderer unable to integrate into society.
- Just because I’m a crocheter and a knitter, it doesn’t make me a grandmother. I’ve been doing one since childhood, and figured out the other as an adult.
- Just because I enjoy baking, it doesn’t mean that I’m some anti-feminist stuck in the 50s. I simply derive enjoyment from turning out tasty things by my own two hands.
- Just because I am an avid reader, it doesn’t mean that I have no grip on reality. Liking the stories in books is no different than liking the arcs of whatever is on television these days. It’s just a matter of preference.
I make this list both to share the hobbies I enjoy, and to make the point that most of us with mental illnesses make — just because I have bipolar (insert your flavour of disorder here), it doesn’t mean I’m some off-the-hook psychopath lying in wait to kill someone. I’m just another person doing their best to get through this maze of life, and having to do it with a little more weight on their shoulders.
And like other people, I like doing things; while you don’t have to like them personally, I’d say to put the shoe on the other foot — how would you feel if someone assumed you were like x or y because you liked certain things? How would you like people deciding that you had to be a certain way because you were ‘normal’? Yeah, the shoe never fits comfortably on the other foot, but it does us good as people to reflect and remember the Golden Rule — to do unto others as you would have done unto you, and to always try to remember that some are struggling, and to love them to better love yourself.
And as I’m going far afield and starting to be a bit with the proselytizing (whups), I’ll wrap it back around to the first point — that while stereotypes exist, that doesn’t tell the truth of a person. And that it’s something to keep in mind, especially when society tries to pressure us into thinking that a person has to be ‘bad’ or ‘wrong’ for looking like they fit into a stereotype. I’m sure we all have stories about how stereotyping has been detrimental, and I’d love to hear about it from others, to see what it’s like from a completely different pair of shoes.
Beyond that, happy Friday, and I hope that everyone will have a faboo weekend.
Just because I’m an artist doesn’t mean I’m a space cadet.
Being single doesn’t make me lonely.
Liking Heavy metal doesn’t make me violent.
Reading comic books doesn’t make me a basement dwelling mouth-breather.
Hell, even when I was a basement dwelling mouth-breather, I wasn’t a basement dwelling mouth-breather 😉
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Liking heavy metal makes you awesome, obviously. 😀
I envy your hobbies. Glad you have them. I can’t concentrate enough to read. I hate to cook just a flaw I guess. Used to like to crochet, maybe I will try that again
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The reading mainly takes place in bed after I’ve had my meds. I sort of miss reading like I used to… but then, I was also single and could do that forever and not tune anyone out. Hope crochet ends up being fun in practice too. 🙂
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