I lived a lot of my young adult life being the person I thought that people would like best. I said things I thought others would think are funny, I smiled politely at all the right times, I followed the catty drama at school. I was someone that the person I am today wouldn’t even recognize and I’m so thankful for that. I’ve decided to live my life completely bare. I don’t want to feel the need to hide who I am from anyone.
I’m going to say the things I want to say and feel everything deeply and out loud. I don’t need anyone in my life who doesn’t love every piece of me and I’m not going to pretend to be someone I’m not to please anyone. I have friends who love my offbeat sense of humour and my incessant singing. They love my quirky sense of style and the love I have for boybands. They accept that sometimes I cry for dumb reasons and often my life is a sitcom. I’m not perfect, nor will I ever be but at least I’m me every step of the way.
I feel like I lost some great years trying to be someone I’m not in an attempt to fit in and it’s not worth it. At first it’s scary because if someone doesn’t like you it is honestly because they have a problem with your personality but at the same time when someone loves you it’s for exactly the person you are not who you’re pretending to be. I don’t want to have fake friends anymore. Life is too short to waste time being friends with people who will talk about you behind your back or make you feel sad, or left out, or tear you down. Save yourself and your time for someone who makes you better, helps you learn, and changes your perspective on the world. Make friendships that are for the weekdays not just Friday night fun. Once you have those friendships don’t let them go, cherish them, and appreciate them.
I want to live my life in the same way that I write. Honest. Bare. Bold. I know sometimes it will feel like I’m naked in front of the crowd but nothing that isn’t a little terrifying is ever worth anything anyway.