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I've been rebelling since High School. In the nerdiest most subtle ways possible. I was homeschooled up until when I would've been in the 10th grade. My dad didn't keep transcripts. When I did mainstream, I totally just took whatever classesI felt like. I was part of my Varsity Academic Decathlon team for three years even though they counted me as a Freshman when I joined.(only Sophmores Juniors and Seniors could join. The school called me a Freshman because of my lack of a Middle school transcript.)The school said, "she can't graduate because she didn't take the core freshman classes." My mom gave the Institution the finger I took my GED and went on to college. Where I then spent eight damn years just to graduate with a Bachelors. Even when they cut my financial aide. Just because I wanted my Bachelors. I got married outside the temple first.(I'm that one religion nobody ever says because the name's too damn long. In that culture, what I did was the second biggest no-no in courtship.) In Vegas. After I'd promised my mom no Las Vegas wedding. Even after my husband's town government told him that he needed to take a class or he couldn't remarry. They wouldn't let him marry me because he was a divorcee. He had papers. (I saw them with my own eyes.) Together we gave the city of Tooele the damn bird and went to Nevada to get legally married. I went on an unplanned free climb after loosing my way on a hike. I went on night hikes alone. So I was plenty rebellious. I still don't conform to my gender stereotypes. I don't shave regularly—not even the beard I started growing on accident.(I mean hell, nobody will hire me anyways so why bother?) I don't do chick flicks. I know just enough martial arts to be dangerous. I don't play helpless, I fight back. I go for walks all alone without pepper spray, not even a taser and after dark! I've worn neck ties and cat collars when I feel like it. Don't do makeup unless someone forces me to. Yet I still have the nerve to call myself female. I also don't check the ethnicity box on any government form. Because my ancestors, even though some were six or seven generations back and both on my dad's side, were Cherokee.(which technically isn't what they were called. Europeans made up that word when they were trying to spell unfamiliar words that mean "the people".) so I guess my next rebellion is I will define my own identity.(sorry, Beholden didn't realize I hadn't gone back to the main thread. Oops!) |