![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
(no subject)
Mar. 6th, 2006 07:24 amI'm lucky that I'm small, dumb, poor, plain, and slow.
I'm small. No matter how I achieve, the competition is much bigger, stronger, and faster than I am. I have to work extra hard to achieve what most people are born able to do physically just through their sheer size. I always work to "keep up," and am in phenomenal shape because of it. I can take pain, and have become very disciplined. Anyone larger than me who put their time in would be able to dwarf my abilities, but most people larger than me do not maintain their abilities as much or as long as I do. Often my competition is in their 20s and playing sports. I don't forsee ever stopping - I'll be in crazy shape and competing far beyond my "peers" when I'm in my 70s, maybe 80s. More often even tough looking guys can't do much against me as they have been coasting for ages on their former or illusory abilities. My inherent weakness has become my strength.
I'm dumb. It takes far longer for me to read, learn, and memorize things than my peers. I only speak with proper English because that is what I was taught in the home. I was smart enough to do well as a very young child, but when you really had to start working my abilities failed me. I know many people who are far smarter than me, and they almost all fail to achieve. They are so used to being smarter than the populace around them that they don't bother to put their abilities to work, hence they don't grow. They reject the society around them, feeling superior, so they fail to achieve financial success or exert power through their superior abilities. They often just go crazy with or w/o drugs. I have to work harder, and don't expect things to come easily. I have learned discipline in my studies, and focus them in areas most likely to lead to yield benefits. I have overcome many people smarter than myself, passing them like the tortoise did the sleeping hare. My stupidity has led to my achievements.
I'm also forgetful. Being a ditz makes it necessary to compensate, and I have done so by becoming organized. I know I can't rely on my mind so I have leaned on techniques and strategies to make up for my failings. I have tremendous organizational skill.
I'm slow. It takes me longer to achieve what comes naturally to others.
I was poor, not enough to be negatively impacted, but enough that I had no advantages over other kids in public school. I was poor enough to be made fun of in public school, but not so poor as to be hungry. Without the resources to fall back on from family, I have achieved financial success through necessity. I have done it almost all on my own. I will always do better with the same funds than my peers because I have always had to.
Both educational and physical goals take me longer to achieve than my competitors. Unlike many of my peers, I stick with programs for long periods of time, and am very used to the sacrifices that must be made for me to achieve them. Again, in anything I do someone with superior abilities could easily pass me, lap me even, but not having had to exert themselves for so long they find the effort too much to bear. I find the pain natural after all these years because I have to.
I'm not terribly attractive or unattractive. I didn't get to be received well just because of my looks, nor was I persecuted like a leper. I could earn recognition, but I had to earn it. My conduct was not forgiven because I was so handsome or pretty - when I fucked up, I was held accountable. My faults were pointed out. I was plain and so while I could achieve, I was not forgiven when I failed.
I always have an excuse available when I fail. I could fail on any level, and justify that failure. I'm short. I'm dumb. I'm ugly. Whatever. What I'm not is a quitter. Well, I do quit - but then I come back. I could always excuse my performance by some measure, showing what $ I started with, my physical ratio and how well I did if you only calculate my achievement per my size, my spongy gray matter. I don't. I don't accept losing. I don't decide it doesn't matter. I don't learn to live with less. I try again. I study what when wrong, and try a new approach. I stick with it until I win. No excuse-making will ever help me feel better, for I know what a lie is. Excuses don't win, they don't achieve, they don't succeed. Excuses sit in the corner licking their wounds making up reasons why it's ok to lose. I don't fall for excuses.
All of my weaknesses have left me stronger than you.
I'm small. No matter how I achieve, the competition is much bigger, stronger, and faster than I am. I have to work extra hard to achieve what most people are born able to do physically just through their sheer size. I always work to "keep up," and am in phenomenal shape because of it. I can take pain, and have become very disciplined. Anyone larger than me who put their time in would be able to dwarf my abilities, but most people larger than me do not maintain their abilities as much or as long as I do. Often my competition is in their 20s and playing sports. I don't forsee ever stopping - I'll be in crazy shape and competing far beyond my "peers" when I'm in my 70s, maybe 80s. More often even tough looking guys can't do much against me as they have been coasting for ages on their former or illusory abilities. My inherent weakness has become my strength.
I'm dumb. It takes far longer for me to read, learn, and memorize things than my peers. I only speak with proper English because that is what I was taught in the home. I was smart enough to do well as a very young child, but when you really had to start working my abilities failed me. I know many people who are far smarter than me, and they almost all fail to achieve. They are so used to being smarter than the populace around them that they don't bother to put their abilities to work, hence they don't grow. They reject the society around them, feeling superior, so they fail to achieve financial success or exert power through their superior abilities. They often just go crazy with or w/o drugs. I have to work harder, and don't expect things to come easily. I have learned discipline in my studies, and focus them in areas most likely to lead to yield benefits. I have overcome many people smarter than myself, passing them like the tortoise did the sleeping hare. My stupidity has led to my achievements.
I'm also forgetful. Being a ditz makes it necessary to compensate, and I have done so by becoming organized. I know I can't rely on my mind so I have leaned on techniques and strategies to make up for my failings. I have tremendous organizational skill.
I'm slow. It takes me longer to achieve what comes naturally to others.
I was poor, not enough to be negatively impacted, but enough that I had no advantages over other kids in public school. I was poor enough to be made fun of in public school, but not so poor as to be hungry. Without the resources to fall back on from family, I have achieved financial success through necessity. I have done it almost all on my own. I will always do better with the same funds than my peers because I have always had to.
Both educational and physical goals take me longer to achieve than my competitors. Unlike many of my peers, I stick with programs for long periods of time, and am very used to the sacrifices that must be made for me to achieve them. Again, in anything I do someone with superior abilities could easily pass me, lap me even, but not having had to exert themselves for so long they find the effort too much to bear. I find the pain natural after all these years because I have to.
I'm not terribly attractive or unattractive. I didn't get to be received well just because of my looks, nor was I persecuted like a leper. I could earn recognition, but I had to earn it. My conduct was not forgiven because I was so handsome or pretty - when I fucked up, I was held accountable. My faults were pointed out. I was plain and so while I could achieve, I was not forgiven when I failed.
I always have an excuse available when I fail. I could fail on any level, and justify that failure. I'm short. I'm dumb. I'm ugly. Whatever. What I'm not is a quitter. Well, I do quit - but then I come back. I could always excuse my performance by some measure, showing what $ I started with, my physical ratio and how well I did if you only calculate my achievement per my size, my spongy gray matter. I don't. I don't accept losing. I don't decide it doesn't matter. I don't learn to live with less. I try again. I study what when wrong, and try a new approach. I stick with it until I win. No excuse-making will ever help me feel better, for I know what a lie is. Excuses don't win, they don't achieve, they don't succeed. Excuses sit in the corner licking their wounds making up reasons why it's ok to lose. I don't fall for excuses.
All of my weaknesses have left me stronger than you.
