Wednesday, January 19, 2011

and so it goes

I like that I'm not like everyone else.

I don't always like it. I haven't always liked it, and there are still some days when I don't really. I wish I could just be like this person or that person; more "normal", if you will. Overall, though, I like being me. I like that I am not like everyone else. I am different.

There are good things about being different, for sure. There are also bad things. The bad things are usually the more obvious or apparent things; the things people make fun of you for when you are growing up. The things kids and teenagers hone in on and attack. The good things, you have to search for yourself.

The funny thing is, though, that usually those things that make you different are the things that people fall in love with.

So what's so great about me? I'm not entirely sure. There are some things about me that are special. Different. New. Maybe that's what catches peoples eyes - the differences. I'm not like everybody else, not at all. Honestly, that doesn't always make it very easy. Do you know how many times I've heard "you're great" or "you're perfect" or "you are not like everyone else."

And that's why they leave me. Ironically.

I will never understand people.

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