We're raising a generation of pussies. There, I said it.
When I was a junior in high school, I had the most amazing AP English teacher. Her name was Ms. Wei. She prefaced the class by saying that she would grade us fairly and that these grades wouldn't always be As.
"I get that you and your parents all think you're 'special snowflakes,' but I will grade you based on your writing and if your parents email me complaining about these grades, I will ignore them."
Ms. Wei was a little blunt for some but I freaking adored that woman and she brought up a good point.
Millennials: your parents won't say it and your peers won't say it (because it seems like every little thing sends you to a therapist because you're so "victimized"), but here it is: Get the f*ck over yourselves.
I won't even say pardon my French, because you know what? Don't pardon it; I hope it offends you. And honestly, I could say just about anything and it would offend you. Because that's just how our generation is.
This isn't a backless rant, mind you. Psychology Today has gathered information from colleges stating that teachers are essentially grading easier because they're afraid of students' emotional reactions.
Are you kidding me? Teachers are afraid to do their jobs because you're so damn delicate?
I was a camp counselor this summer and the next generation is even worse than millennials. These kids are being raised on so much organic, special snowflake bullsh*t they'll probably have a psychological breakdown the second someone tells them they're not as perfect as they think they are.
Newsflash: Not every single criticism is an attack on your character. Sometimes you just suck and people tell you so you can improve, not so you can go home sobbing about how unfair the world is and how you're a victim.
Yes, life is stressful. Yes, words can hurt. But we've gotten to a point as a generation where people can't even make a joke without someone going all #ThisIsACauseNow.
Please shut up.
You're not a victim. Everyone's been bullied at some point. Everyone's gotten a bad grade at some point. Everyone's been sh*t on and hurt and been imperfect at some point.
But Rachel, everyone reacts and feels things differently, you'll say. No, no, no. Shut up and listen. If you're pissed off at this point what you're reading, you're EXACTLY who I'm talking about. We're living in a generation of internet wars, over-used counseling centers, and hand-holding, coddling BS.
There used to be a time where two people could have different opinions and have an intelligent, educational conversation about it. Nowadays, two people have different opinions and all of a sudden it's World War III.
People used to be able to tell a joke without a million activist groups breathing down their throat. People used to be able to exist without offending someone.
Real talk: 99 percent of the time, people aren't going out of their way to offend you. People make jokes. People have different opinions from you. People think how they think and most likely? It has nothing to do with you.
Example: I've written this article and some of you will disagree with it. Some of you may even voice your opinions about how heartless and batsh*t crazy I am. Some of you will twist this into a race, gender or whatever thing.
Some of you may even comment or tell me these opinions. And I won't be offended because that's your right, just like it's my right to say that I won't give a single f*ck.
There's your lollipop, so pucker up like the baby you are and suck on that.
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