What is something about YOU that’s weird?
Do you like it about yourself?
We’ve kinda demonized the term, ‘weird’.
Of course, there’s a big difference between quirky weird and creepy weird, the latter being none too healthy nor pleasing (or helpful).
But being weird, isn’t automatically a bad thing.
Typically, it simply means you stand out from the crowd. You divert from social or cultural behavior of the majority surrounding you.
That doesn’t mean evil, bad, wrong, or stupid.
Yet, that’s often how we take it.
Are you a goth in a school that idolizes jocks?
One of those special human beings who walks about in the world with no socks on (how do you NOT have blisters?!)?
Do you have a speech impediment?
I bet you’re considered weird. And there’s nothing wrong with that. Or you.
Being goth is perfectly fine. Also, your makeup is amazing. If you’re someone who doesn’t wear socks, I don’t know how you survive, but there’s nothing wrong with you. And a speech impediment didn’t stop Winston Churchill.
I guess what I’m trying to say is, stop bloody worrying if people call you weird.
What’s weird in Japan might be normal in America and vice versa. It doesn’t mean anything is inherently wrong. Wrong, is when you cause harm. And that’s got it’s own term…. wrong.
Being weird isn’t bad. In fact, any time the subject comes up, I always think of this poem. I’ll leave you with it. So first, just know that your oddities make you, YOU. And you are a beautiful human being. Don’t hide. (Unless you’re in a situation where taking my advice would put you in danger. 😉)
“She had blue skin,
And so did he.
He kept it hid,
And so did she.
They searched for blue
Their whole life through,
Then passed right by —
And never knew.”