We come of age in a society that tells us our objective is to perform academically to gain admittance to an arbitrarily ranked institution to obtain a piece of paper that entitles us to push around other paper to, in turn, earn still other paper, which we then exchange for things that other people made.
Other people, we are told, make things. Not us. Our purpose in living is to consume the makings of others.
Own your capacity to create. Make a mess. Manifest a dream. Build something new. The culture of othering is a lie. Live your truth. Make your thing. Make community.