ROME - Ostia Suburb - Travel Journal - Part 2
I lived in Ostia during the High School period.
I always felt like an outsider, although, yes, I was born in Rome and grew up in a Roman (Center-South Italy culture) family.
There was something about Ostia that really bothered me, and it was the fact that “everyone had to stick to their place” .
The way you dressed gave you an “ideological position” attiring some people more than others … and this was absurd because wearing skinny jeans made you someone more attracted to a right-wing political party and wearing used fared trousers made you more into a communist supporter. People really used to judge other people looking to their appearance. I know this is very common to many countries and especially to the High School / Teenage period, but it felt so absurd to me.
I barely knew who I was and what I wanted to do of my existence in those days. I was Italian but felt as a foreign person in my own country. I was deeply influenced by other countries ways of thinking and couldn’t find my place there. Ostia was harsh, small and far for the center of Rome.
So i switched easily from a style to another, but i ended up to be more lost than ever! Thanks to some good and bad experiences, I finally understood that I had to step back from this absurdity and just wear i liked, that it was not the color of my shirt that mattered, but what was inside the books. It was during the third year of high school that i started to study very hard and never stopped.
It is easier when you can step back and see everything from above. You remember that we are so very small, and just a little, very, very small sand dust in the universe.
I recently found a Netflix serie called Suburra, which talks about Ostia and the Mafia’s activities in it. The violence and crime. I looked at it because it was something very special to see this suburb of my teens years on television.