I have decided to start a new chapter in my life. I am, after all, the author in the story of my life. So, even though we are just beginning November, I am starting fresh. Blank page and all that.
Earlier this week, I sat on the O-train, squashed between two men. I tried as much as I could to shrink and make myself smaller so I wouldnât be in anyoneâs way. That for sure was a feat because of my curvy 5â9 self, but I think I deserve points for trying. Yet, it struck me, somewhere between Bayview and Carleton, that the men on either side of me sat sprawled out with no concern of âbeing in anyoneâs way.â Then I asked myself, what made me different? I pride myself on being confident, yet here I was trying to shrink myself. So, I stopped slouching and straightened up. And to my utter surprise, the men beside me adjusted their sitting positions.Â
This isnât to say that a person should be inconsiderate to the personal space of those around them. But, if those men can sit there comfortably without making themselves small, why can’t I? Why have I always felt the need to not âbe in anyoneâs way?â
I have noticed that we are too apologetic, especially women. This isnât the âIâm sorry I bumped into youâ apology, but more a âIâm sorry for simple existing.â It seems to me that after everything women do, they attach a disclaimer on it. Anything from âsorry,â âIâm annoyingâ to âdonât listen to me.â Take your pick. The thing is, there is no need to apologize. Our thoughts and opinions (if they arenât harmful or discriminatory) are valid. But, the question that I feel myself going to next is: why?
I shouldnât have to be sorry for taking up space in this world. I am just as valid as anyone else and belong here just as much.
This new unapologetic approach to life I’m taking is not an excuse for being wrong and living with it. I want to explore my faults and areas that I need to grow in and then make those changes. However, from now own I will live unapologetically.Â
I will not apologize for my ethics and my beliefs when they come from a pure place in my heart. And my intent will be just as important as my delivery.
I will not apologize for not living up to the expectations that others built for me. I never promised nor created that illusion and it is not my responsibility to uphold it.
I won’t apologize for sharing my joys and happiness with those around me. I donât have to take on the sadness of those around me.
Now, the Womenâs and Gender Studies student in me could probably tell you ten reasons why I believe women sometimes feel inferior and have the crippling need to say sorry all the time. Maybe itâs our insecurities, maybe itâs the way weâve been trained. I could probably name a feel songs that speak on it, I mean BeyoncĂ©âs song Flawless captured it beautifully if you ask me. But to apologizing, I say no more.
So, starting now, in my new chapter, I want to live with purpose. I won’t apologize for things outside of my control and I will focus on my own inner peace.