It’s tough to be yourself in a world filled of judgemental, hate-driven people. One goes through so many ups and downs before they can even understand who they are. We spend most of our lives trying to fit into a label, trying to be accepted by society. We yearn to find that special group of persons or person that we can truly connect with.
Earlier on in life I wasn’t very lucky with peers. I cared too deeply, I was too kind and my friendship and loyalty was never reciprocated. Not everyone had been a total ass but most people were. No friendships ever stuck. People were fake as far as the eye could see. It’s hard to be yourself and truly fit into that kind of atmosphere.
Not everyone is for you, no mater how hard you try. Finding your place is not easy when you carry a different perspective from most people, the general sheep. You tend to scare yourself into feeling insecure about projecting your true self.
It’s difficult enough accepting you own self, accepting that you’re an individual with unique tastes and takes on life far less for other people. And it’s especially hard when people constantly voice their negative opinions about you and your life.
I grew up in a very mean society. People would often say hurtful things, then pass it off as a joke, and you would be considered as feeling sorry for yourself if you didn’t laugh it off.
It took me a while, a long while to kind of close the door on such people. The more I exposed myself to life, different cultures, different people, I learned that the world is a big place and the assholes that crossed my path, were indeed irrelevant. Eventually it got easier to be myself and enjoy the things that I love without caring about the hate thrown my way.
We spend so much time living in fear of what people will think and we don’t give ourselves the chance to live at all. We don’t give ourselves our best chance to fulfill our maximum potential. You’d be surprised at how accepting others would be of you and your choices. It’s just a matter of finding persons like yourself.
Being yourself is not a sentence to be a loner, it’s a stepping stone to happiness, because if you can’t be honest with yourself…then how can you be honest in life?
xo Coffee Doll