These days, people are always striving for silence. Teachers yell, “Silence!” Librarians hiss, “Quiet!” Big sisters snap, “Shut up!” Silence, silence, silence. I want the opposite of silence, some days I just want to yell, “NOISE! NOISE! NOISE! MAKE SOME FUCKING NOISE!” I want to run through the streets of the small town I live in screaming at the top of my voice. But I don’t. I don’t like to conform, but in some cases it is so much easier than doing what you really want to do. This is the start of a process I don’t have a name for. It is similar to dehumanisation, but instead of becoming inhuman, I do not become the person I want to be. I conform to the ideals of the society I live in and become someone I hoped I never would.
