Okay, after careful consideration of the name of today's blog - a blog about how it's okay to be a little bit on the weird side, I thought I would share a reason I think I am a little bit weird.
Yes. I do feel constantly at war with certain inanimate objects. Such as my bedroom door. My bedroom door is loud - sometimes I hate my bedroom door. Sometimes I physically shush it. It just makes me that little bit weirder. It doesn't affect me personally or mentally - I just want it to halt with the irritating squeak. I'm not the only person like this, I have known people to shout at objects when they hurt them. I would also be one of these people.
Can I just make it clear that I do not talk to the objects like they are people, I just groan at them and occasionally shush them, while calling them a stupid name to make myself feel better. Sometimes the names don't make sense, ugh. I don't really know how to explain it. Some objects just anger me, when I know plainly it was my fault that whatever happened, happened and I have no reason to blame the object. But I do. Sounds ridiculous, I don't know.
ANYWAY. This was meant to be a blog to tell people that it's not a bad thing to be a little bit different from anyone else, not to be scared to stand out from the crowd. Never be ashamed to be who you are, who you want to be. If you want to just blend into the background, that's fine. If you want to stand out, that's fine too. But never, EVER be afraid to be who you want to be, because that is a mistake you may just regret one day.
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