The men of CMC 300 would have lead a dynamic conversation. Having no voice was an ego blow that completely shook my reality. Choosing to be quiet is a completely different from it being mandated that you are. Its brutal not having a voice, and as Lisa noticed the majority of the boys including myself lost interest in the class discussion. I spent my time on multitasking on the Internet. I was utilizing AIM and Facebook's new hangout to establish communication with one of the girls in the class. It took some time but I was successful.
The topic of confidence was interesting to me. I had always dealt with self esteem issues. I was easily intimidated by everyone for numerous reasons, but a series of changes helped me overcome that. My first car wreck marked a new chapter in my life. I remember being on the side of the road crying hysterically about two things. My car and my life. It was a reality wake up call. I almost wiped myself out, and made me realize that I wasn't living up to my full potential. It took a few months to fully recover, but I came out much happier.
Spending an entire week with a best friend, Sasha, also market a another chapter in my life. I embraced my identity and discovered a community in which I dreamt about. That was the week I broke out of my shell. I let myself explore and engage.
This academic year witnessed several experiences that significantly reshaped my mentality. Some more extreme than others, but decisions, agents, etc. working to correct personal imperfections. I knew where my problems stemmed from, including my lack of confidence, so I initiated on a journey to destroy the old me.
I do not understand why sex is a determinate in a persons confidence.
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