looking back on the years of my life it is very hard to say how i came to be who i am through work or education. when i think of education in the school sense there is nothing that has stuck out as to creating me as a gendered person. the same goes for working, all of the jobs i had were little things that i dread but paid for the things i love. for me, the learning came from less structured things, family, friends, and eye candy.
there were several days spent with my beloved grandparents and great aunts. until one day there was only one person left. i was thirteen at the time, it all happened so fast. to know that i will never see the people who i held up higher than anyone or anything. the people who taught me silly little things from alcohol riddles to writing in cursive, they taught me. they always made things amazing, even when there wasn’t much to do. when i realized that there was only one person left, she was someone who i was never close with, my bubby. i knew that i would regret not spending as much time with her as possible, so from then on i spent every sunday afternoon with her. when her time finally came i was in a complete state of denial, much like i had been prior, but now being almost 18 i felt it even worse.
…… work in progress for a paper for school
