Lies and misrepresentation

In my previous post, I noted that you need allies. I naively believed I had an ally, high up in the system. We were buddies, she and I. For years.

It was much to my shock, when it came time to be interviewed under oath that all that synergy was not what I believed it to be. How the most egregious actions by the institution were in fact known by my co-conspirator, a fact that I envisioned would outrage her upon discovering its existence.

Instead I was confronted by a confidant that misrepresented all the facts to create an image of a bumbling, aggressive, ignorant and demanding student that had little to do with our relationship, nor my person.

The outrage I anticipated was non-existent when I learned she had known all the time, yet omitted anything about it from our discussions that would actually lead to an affirmation and an improvement of my well-being, when it potentially could be a liability to the Institution. It remained concealed, by those in power.

I changed the ending of the last post. Nothing within an institution can be taken at face value. It’s about money, and high-powered lawyers protecting any threat to their image, or reputation, and from losing money. They will do anything to keep the integrity of their finances, not to maintain the integrity of humanness.

Imposter or Undercover

The imposter syndrome may be common enough when starting out in a new field, particularly when advanced enough to feel like you should know more, but not advanced enough to actually know it.

I’ve had what seems to be a similar feeling in various career pursuits, but it does not quite capture my experience.

I would rather say, it’s more a feeling of not being a part of it all. That somehow there is something that keeps me from fully integrating, so no matter how skillful I may become in the pursuit, I will never really feel in complete harmony.

This is perhaps better described through the example of living in a foreign country for a long (many years) period of time and then returning to what was once your home. At a certain point, you become so entrenched in the country you live in, you really feel a part of it … however, a certain unease inside reminds you that you’ll never really fully integrate.

The day comes you return to your own country, your own home, and anticipate the familiarity and the sense of ease. The reality is an uncomfortable reckoning that although you may still live your past experiences and retain your fond memories from your home land, you’ve changed with your time away and new experiences. You can tell your stories, but you begin to notice that nobody can really relate.

It’s a strange experience, where you suddenly feel between countries, somewhere over the ocean, not really a part of where you had been, and no longer fully a part of the humour, culture and general experience of your native home.

I’ve felt that through extensive travels, but also in career pursuits. I may become fully integrated, at some level, and respected, at some level, but inside there are parts of me spread out in other pursuits, preventing me from feeling that I am ever truly a part of any of the pursuits I engage in.

Rather than being an imposter, I feel more like I am undercover. People do not realize that I’m not fully involved; that part of me sees everything from a very different and external perspective. That I don’t believe the mantras of the domain, and am as much an observer as a participant.

There are advantages and disadvantages to this level covert restraint, but one that stands out is when aspects of injustice come to the fore, it becomes more difficult to idly stand by.

Fully integrating oneself in a field undermines our ability to resist. There are few direct options. It is your life. Exploitative treatment, when it is the status quo is difficult to confront. Doing so is an impediment to success and a nuisance to others hoping to achieve.

It’s hard to fight the system, if in doing so, it will eat you down and prevent you from realizing your own goals.

There are too many adversaries, and there is too much vulnerability along the way.

There are no allies, within the system.

What it’s really about

In the About section I wrote about the point of this blog. There is an element of truth to it, but it is too obtuse and misses the point.

The point of this BLOG is to give myself a space to unclog my mind, to articulate my frustrations, to release my confusion and share what I think is important to address … about those things I feel the need to raise awareness.

It might just be me. It might be of no interest to others. It might be others would have completely different interpretations of the same events. What drives me, however, is the sense that it is not just me, and others may be similarly annoyed by similarly annoying things.

It all comes down to two things. Unfairness, or lack of equity, honesty, and good-will. Trying to ensure accountability, responsibility and truth from the Institutions.

Secondly, it’s about AGENCY.

Trying to ensure I maintain agency. I may not succeed in my various mini-quests to improve and realize equity against the Institutions I combat, but in fighting the fight, I will at least retain some sense of Agency … which more than anything is what I (maybe others too) need to feel internally happy with myself.

When I let go, allowing the Institutions to dictate the outcome with no consequences, it is simply humiliating, unsatisfactory and infuriating.

There must be accoutability.

That’s what all this is about. My story. My reflections. My quest.

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