Simply getting here has been way harder than I’d care to admit. The constant nagging question on the back of my mind seems to be: “What am I doing wrong?”.
When I accepted this role in June, I knew that the path to where I wanted to get was going to be hard. I had no idea it was damn-near-impossible.
‘Change’, while a great political epithet, seems to be a rather dull motivator. People don’t want to change, they want to stay within the walls of familiarity.
Either due to some form of misfortune or blessing, I broke down my ‘wall’ long ago. This is not to say I’m not stubborn - I heard the chuckle of past lovers in the distance - just that I am not afraid of change, I am not afraid of drifting in the chasm between where we were and where we want to be.
Is it obvious yet that I’m full of myself?
I have not lost hope of what the Underground can be. I will let you discover what I think it has been in the Underground Review piece.
But what it can be has always been the greatest strength of the Underground. What it can be, is an endless range of opportunities that range from student employment, to a lobbying body, to quality journalism - what it can be, is summed up as a whole in the idea of being “a voice for UTSC students”.
I am ready to accept that I may fail in this. And maybe it is my flaw in attempting to succeed.
But, nonetheless continue I shall. I have slept too many nights on that couch to give up now.
- Eilia Yazdanian