Ageism and other thoughts on exclusion
I have found myself as an advocate for ageism. Not a role I planned to take on, but I am finding sharing my story has been healing for me.
This week I participated in an exercise where each person shared what it felt like to be excluded. It didn't have to be due to ageism, it could be anything. A woman shared with me she is being excluded from her cohort. She never revealed why, so I am left to wonder why on my own. It doesn't matter why she was excluded and it exposed me to that other cohorts are having issues as well.
I distance myself from my cohort because they are a group of immature twenty year old's, who have called me old. Anyone who calls me old, doesn't deserve to be welcomed into my world. :) They are just childish. I have observed them trying to make others feel uncomfortable such as loudly talking about which professor thinks they are fabulous. It makes me feel like I am in junior high. I don't have time for that nonsense.
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