Hello From The Other Side…

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Like a sock in a wrong drawer, being overlooked and sometimes pushed around for no other reason than not matching.

That would be me, and for a very long time I thought being slighlthy different might be something similar to a deadly disease, or one of the worst sins one can commit, even though it’s mostly not up to us to begin with.

Do we choose to be different? A heart-felt “NOPE!” comes to mind, but we are and so we try to fit in. Some of us try for a lifetime.

• I was the child with no parents. The girl who was raised by her grandma.
• I was the poor girl in a boarding school full of priveleged girls from all over the world.
• I was a young adult with family, even though my parents where still around -somewhere.
• I was The White One who stood out in Africa.
• I was The White One who mingled with natives.
• I was the only women in a group of men, who all were my co-workers, yet they looked at me the same way you look at a toy poodle.
• I was the open-minded one amid narrow-minded people because one becomes open-minded – and kind – when you don’t fit into the box society puts you in.
• I was the childless woman amongst friends who were multiplying like rabbits.
• I was the Godless in the middle of religious people, because being agnostic is truly misunderstood and not good enough.
• I was the kind one, when others weren’t.
• I was the rude one, when others were kind.
• I was the foreigner in a land full of migrants and immigrants.
• I was a stranger in my own country.
• I was the liberal when I stood with conservatives.
• I was the conservative when I stood with liberals.
• I am the older lady with no grand children.

I am like the two-headed calf mentioned in the quote, even though I have only one head -and I am not a cow but have been called that as well.

You know what else is true?

• I am often the one people turn to.
• I am the happy one in midst of unhappy people.
• I am the calm one in the middle of a storm.
• I am the one at peace, when other feel war inside.

I made the decision to not even try to fit in anymore a very long time ago. That was the moment when I started growing and burst the mold.

I am who I am -always~!

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Daily writing prompt

Describe a decision you made in the past that helped you learn or grow.

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