…then again, who isn’t? As a child I was often bullied and called names for being different; whether it was my appearance or my tendency to befriend “outsiders” I was often picked on and just didn’t fit in. And although I tried to hide behind my odd clothes, short hair and pretend that it didn’t hurt, I believed what they said about me! And it had a profound affect on my self esteem. But do you know something? They lied! And deep down, I think that a part of me always knew it.
I was lucky that I never gave up doing the things that I was good at, even though they teased me and I have to credit my Mom for that! Although when I look back now, I wonder how many things
might I have been good at and I just didn’t try out of fear for giving them more ammunition? I stuck with what I knew, what was safe!
I am learning, as I get older to celebrate my uniqueness. It still doesn’t always make me the most popular person but living my life being true to who I REALLY am has become my mission of sorts. And a part of being true to me is to challenge myself and push myself outside of my comfort zone. Doing things that scare me or that I might fail miserably at, are a part of my life on a regular basis these days. Hey, I figure,if you can’t laugh at yourself, don’t dare laugh at someone else!