The Weirdo and the Introvert

          Growing up I just felt like I should be trying to fit in more. I felt bad that I couldn’t connect with others as easy as my peers. It wasn’t until a few years ago where I stopped caring. It’s okay to be an introvert and it’s okay to be a little weird. I don’t always have to connect with people. After I realized that I have a handful of people who I do connect with, I let go of the thought of me being broken. I don’t care if I’m too quiet, awkward or weird for people. Maybe I am a required taste like sushi. Who knows? All I know is that once I started to focus on who loved and accepted me for me, that’s all that mattered. I’m happy with who I am, and I’m okay with being a complicated original masterpiece. 😊


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