Stop Calling Us and Yourselves Millennials — We Are More Than That
Because everyone is simply so tired of it.
No. Stop there. Don’t call me a “millennial.” Don’t brand me as bratty or as bossy or as an ingrate. I’m not that.
I am simply born in between a series of decades, years after my parents were born.
They call my parents’ generation the “Baby Boomers” just because they lived in the industrial era where jobs flourished and where there is a safe structure for family and success.
Yes. I was born in between that time period, but I want you to stop calling me a millennial. I am not one, or so they say.
I am not one with the millennial brand everyone has been going on about in social media. I am not Mark Zuckerberg. I am not Elon Musk. I am not a startup founder or an “entrepreneur,” because it feels like everyone else is now.
I am not a millennial. I am simply a person born in between those tumultuous years that would brand me as one. Yes. There might be millennial girls and boys out there who would fit the description of the term to a tee, but I am not one of them.
I do not like social media. I am tech-y, but I do not record my entire life on Instagram, on Twitter, on Facebook or on Snapchat. I love social media, but I can live without it.
I am not “risky” and “bold,” just like the millennial-branded innovators of our time. I make my decisions because I have to. I have no other choice. I have to be resourceful and creative when it comes to my survival. I know of other people my age who hates being called or being branded as a “millennial” just because they stand out or because they did something “amazing.”
No. It’s just being us.
It’s just us working hard enough to reach our dreams. Hard work has nothing to do with being a millennial. Thinking out of the box has nothing to do with being born in between these decades. Pushing myself to the limit is in no way associated with my age or my “era.” It’s simply being our way of thriving.
Our parents did not have a bazillion of student loans when they started their “adult life.” I did. These “Baby Boomers” did not have a 1:1245 ratio in the job I’m applying for when they started out. They did not have to live in a certain state to be recognized. They did not have these massive demands to be the next Zuckerberg of my time just because I went to college. Most especially, they did not have the crunching societal expectation that pushes us towards the point of no return.
They say “millenials” dress so casually because they are not organized or they do not want to conform or to adhere to authority. That is not true. My generation (but please do not call it “millenials) is the generation that needed guidance more than ever. I bet if our older peers lived in our era, they would not have survived.
Who knew you needed to keep up on all you social media accounts, be not only good with one skill set but with at least 5 to be competitive for a job and at the same time be sane enough to budget our way to a billionaire status by 30. Oh, I forgot. I also need to have the perfect family before I hit the demanded retirement age of 30 because after that I’d be “too old” for children.
We Didn’t Know and We’re Fighting With Time To Know
We did not know how it will be to live in this generation. We were brought up by our parents who were so sure our lives should turn out exactly like their’s. But, they did not have a clue as well.
Technology came to us, humans, so fast that nobody had the time to pause and say, “Wait. What is this?” We just have to consume everything or we will be left behind.
We studied engineering, medical sciences, law, finance and business management because we were told “it’s the way to go.” But, nobody believed we could be carpenters, painters or poets. These do not make money.
Then YouTube came and it became a career path. Then, poets come in with their published works online and this became a viable path. The things we were born to do now became an option for us as careers!
We were finally supposed to be free, but we’ve already spent time and money studying something the society expected us to learn so we could not leave it behind. And so when some “millennial” found the courage to follow through with that they really love to do, whether it’s liberal arts or sales, we tag them in as the “unknown” and fill them under the “millennial bucket” where we can categorize them as something.
Just Shut It!
So no. Do not call me a “millennial” because there is a psychology behind that word. There is the lack of respect for how hard it is for our generation to co-exist with the past while navigating our way to a chaotic present and the fast-approaching future.
We rally with time. We rally with race and sexuality. We rally with competition. And we lose ourselves in between. We forget what we want and who we are because living in this era is extremely noisy and if you are not strong enough you will get sucked in by the different currents that come from all over.
So, please. Shut the f*ck up and stop calling me a “millennial.”
So Here We Go…
I am a survivor. I am in my year one. I am in my life’s journey of self-discovery and purpose. I am intelligent in my own way, but I am struggling. I am confident in my own skin, but insecure. I want to serve others, but I need to take care of myself.
So, for those of you out there who are still confused of what to call me…
Just call me my name.