So when I was in elementary school
and we discovered that math and science came quite easily to me, I accepted the
"fact" that I would never excel in English.
In middle
school I started to get better in English. I got A’s without tears,
and almost enjoyed writing. I told myself, though, this is only because you
work really hard at it; this is only because you have a good teacher.
Then, my writing kept getting better. I didn’t have to put any effort in anymore, and I was
still getting good marks and constantly being patted on the back by teachers. I
wouldn’t let myself take it any further though. You are a math person, I told
myself, you’ll only ever be mediocre at English.
The crazy
series of lies and wall building finally came to an end, though, a couple of years ago. I
went through a bunch of testing, including a Psych Ed evaluation which told me
that I was just as gifted at English as I was in math. Wait a minute. You’re telling me that I can write? Are you trying to say that I can excel at English and math?
That’s when my writing really took off. It turns out, I can
write.
I’m not saying any of this to brag in the least (I’ve
already said many times that my gifting has nothing to do with me and my
efforts, so I can’t brag about it.) I’m bringing it up because I don’t want you
to do the same.
If I hadn’t told myself for years not to try too hard at
writing since it won’t go anywhere anyway, I can’t imagine where I’d be. I’m
not wallowing in regret; I just want to learn from this mistake.
Don’t put yourself in a box. Let the evidence tell you what
you’re good at, not society or bad science.
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