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My relationship with Ireland is strained. Feelings of resentment stem from having grown up in the same environment McGregor did and not thinking I could be anything other than my dad, who worked his whole life painting houses for almost nothing.We go to school here and are taught to say prayers we don't believe in, along with a language we never speak, and if we don't buy into that, wanting more than society has carved for us, we're told "No" by our parents and teachers. Then, if we do break out, elevating ourselves in class if only intermittently, we feel obliged to hide part of ourselves.For years I've had the piss taken out of me because of my accent and where I'm from, and have consequently tried to hide it. Am I proud? No. But you still wouldn't hear me speak as I should unless I'm pissed.This inferiority complex is a huge problem in the Irish working class. If we do become successful, we're taught that it's in spite of who we are, not because of it. We've developed Stockholm Syndrome, having convinced ourselves that the restrictions placed on us by the upper classes are, in fact, necessary.Read on VICE News: Women Tweet About Their Periods to the Irish Prime Minister in Protest of Abortion Law
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