A few months ago I started rapidly meeting new people, because I moved to a new city and I was newly single as well. After hanging out with several guys and gals, having a laugh with them, talking about serious business, telling each other about ourselves, I felt something that took me by surprise and shocked me a bit: I wasn’t being myself 100%. To be fair to myself, it’s scary to meet new people, and especially when you move somewhere new where you don’t know anyone at all, you might feel the need to appeal to people more, just so you don’t have to do all the awesome stuff in London on your own (don’t worry former self, I’ve got your back). The only thing is that I know that not being true to yourself won’t lead the right people towards you and is therefor a waste of time. Sure, it’s nice to hang out with people, no matter if they are different or not, but it’s so much more fun to find your tribe, your team, your gang.
The moment you get down with your own weirdness, your authentic self will show, and that’s when you’re the sexiest you you can be. And even though it’s been said so many times before, I will say it again: the right people will love you for who you are, 100%. There’s no need to pretend, it only makes life harder, you don’t want to act out your whole life as if it’s someone else’s. Embracing the weirdness is embracing yourself. It’s embracing life and all her glorious wonder.
“We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness—and call it love—true love.” – Robert Fulhgum
It’s okay to feel like a child sometimes. It’s okay to make funny comments no one else agrees with. It’s okay to go against the grain, purely because your gut tells you to do so. It’s okay to dance in the middle of the street when your jam comes on on your iPod. It’s okay to smile like a looney because you just thought of that incredibly thing that happened two weeks ago. It’s okay to be utterly in love with 60+ year old actors (Anthony Hopkins is beautiful, okay?). It’s fine to stay up all night watching Ugly Betty and dreaming of having her life. It’s rad to sing along to the guitar solo’s, to tap along to the drums and to sing all the lyrics to your favourite song, even when there are other people in the room. It’s fucking great to wear pink sparkly ears in public (my fellow Blogcadettes know what I’m talking about here).
Surrender to yourself, embrace the weird, be unique, be you.
Image by Sarah Kuszelewicz Photography.
P.S. Yes, the title of this post was inspired by the Disturbed song. No, I’m not sorry.