Unpacking the "Isms" in Our Lives: How Structural Oppression Fuels Our Limiting Beliefs

Have you ever paused to think about the "isms" that shape our world? I’m talking about the subtle—and not so subtle—forces that we often overlook, but that have a powerful impact on our lives. Whether it's racism, sexism, ageism, or any other form of structural oppression, these "isms" are deeply ingrained in our society. And they’re not just abstract concepts; they’re real, lived experiences that affect how we see ourselves and others.

When I’m on stage or working one-on-one with clients, I see it all the time. These "isms" don’t just live in the policies or the systems around us; they live in our minds, in the stories we tell ourselves. And that’s where they become really dangerous.
You see, these "isms" often morph into limiting beliefs—those nagging thoughts that tell us we’re not enough or that we don’t belong. It’s as if the structural oppression we face externally begins to play out internally, guiding our decisions, our interactions, and ultimately, our lives.
When we think about "isms," we’re thinking about any form of structural oppression against a group of people. It’s the quiet, persistent voice that whispers in your ear, making you question your worth or your ability to make an impact.

But here's the thing: awareness is the first step toward dismantling these beliefs. Once we recognize how these "isms" infiltrate our thoughts, we can begin to challenge them. We can rewrite the narrative, not just for ourselves, but for those around us as well.


This work isn’t easy. It requires us to confront uncomfortable truths and to dig deep into our own experiences and biases. But it’s necessary if we want to create meaningful change, both within ourselves and in the world.

So, the next time you hear these "isms," don’t just brush them off. Take a moment to reflect on how they might be shaping your reality. Because the stories we tell ourselves matter—they have the power to limit us or to liberate us.

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