I was home-schooled as a child and it totally ruined me.
As a home schooler, I learned that I only had to work for as long as it took me to do my work.
So I became fast and efficient. I rarely had to do schoolwork for long hours.
(But now I work from 8:30-5:00.)
As a home schooler, my classroom was everywhere. It was in the dining room, on the porch swing, at the natural history museum, in the back yard, at Grandma’s house.
So my days were full of options and variety.
(But now I go to an office every day.)
Since school could be done anytime, so could everything else – playdates with friends, errands, volunteering, vacations.
So I became flexible, and thought flexible was the natural order of things.
(But the world runs on static order.)
If I was sick, I could stay in bed and rest until I was better.
So I believed that was what everyone did – and should do.
(But people go to work sick and expect you to do the same.)
I had a LOT of free time (see aforementioned efficiency), which I spent daydreaming, reading, writing stories, drawing, playing pretend, building forts, hiking, gardening,
So I learned life should be filled with creative and voluntary activities.
(But in real life you don’t have time for that.)
In addition to socializing with my own age group and younger, I socialized with adults all the way up to my 85-year-old great-grandmother.
So my opinions and intelligence were regarded as valid, even as a child.
(But in the real world respect demands age.)
I didn’t have to do things the normal way – and often couldn’t.
So I made my own way and thought outside the box.
(But people want you to do things the way they’ve always been done.)
Yes, home-schooling absolutely ruined my life. And someday, I hope to ruin my children’s lives, too.