Acceptance

I was sitting on the bus this morning and I begin to wonder why we fight to be accepted?
As I was getting dressed this morning, I looked at myself in the mirror and wondered what people thought of me. I then begin to think about how people always seem to have thoughts about who I am, how I feel, whether I had a good relationship with my mother, my sexual orientation (lol) (heterosexual), and any other thoughts or judgments they may have. I used to really fight to be accepted, but realized that no matter if I watched sports or read comic books; if I laughed all the time or was serious all the time; if I dated women or just stayed by myself; if I had sex or choose celibacy; if I cry or bottle up my emotions; if I played into the gender roles society has prescribed for me or I just be who I am; I realized people will have something to say REGARDLESS!!!! So why even waste my time trying to be what they think I should be? Why should I try and recreate myself to meet their standards? Why should I care?

Deep down I don't want to care, but at the same time I still want to be accepted!!!

I hate being bound by such petty notions. People are fickle creatures.

2 comments:

ChinkyGirLMeL said...

I remembered a quote from this one movie I saw a long time ago. It goes something like this "why try so hard to fit in, when you were born to stand out?"
=)

Just be yourself. At the end of the day that's all that really matters. life is just too great to waste on trying to figure out what people are thinking about us. =)

Sexie1 said...

I had discovered long ago that the only entity that we have to worry about acceptance from is God. With that be comfortable in your own skin. Everyone has their own issues and trying to stand for the pickers and naysayers is fruitless because they are retarded.