I am thirty years old. I was homeschooled from Grade 2 to Grade 12. Now granted. I did not get the same experience as going to public school. I didn’t go to P.E. I didn’t have a lab to experiment in. I didn’t go to assemblies. I missed out on the cafeteria experience. I am not good at speaking in public. But that’s about it. I have lots of friends who I love. I have a solid education that allows me to go into any post secondary education that I would want. I have a great relationship with my family.
Did you know that I am depressed because
“I was homeschooled and don’t know how to conduct myself in public or social settings.”
Cause I didn’t.
Let me tell you…I am enlightened. All that counseling that was wasted. All those drugs I didn’t need to take. Sheesh. All I needed to do was tell my Dad what an asshole he was for deciding to homeschool me. The freedom I feel is amazing! At the same time, it’s rather, well, depressing, cause I can’t go and unhomeschool me. I guess I will be depressed forever.
I feel that I need to warn all of you. If you are homeschooling, or ever think about homeschooling, you may raise children who will be depressed and not know how to conduct themselves in public or social settings. And they may have to defend being homeschooled, long past it being a relevant topic.
And what exactly does it mean that I don’t know how to conduct myself in public or social settings? Could someone please tell me. I’m a big girl, I can handle it. (as far as I know I don’t scratch myself, or burp or fart when out and about) Please tell me…please!
Seriously though, all humour and sarcasm aside. This was a comment made to my husband from someone very close to him. Someone who has never liked me. Someone who has never asked me about my homeschooling experience or talked to me about it. Someone who would rather believe that, than what actually happened.
I laughed and laughed…and then sighed and shook my head.