From a young age, I always felt like I was one of the weird girls. I always felt different from others.
My hair wasn’t shiny and sleek and perfect. I didn’t (and still don’t) wear perfect make-up everyday and spend hours on my appearance. I was never one of the ‘popular’ kids.
Every school will have had those girls that seemed to breeze through puberty without a care; that always looked fresh-out-of-the-box perfect. These girls were gifted with something that I just didn’t have. They giggled and glided from classroom to classroom, probably totally unaware of me – a small admirer stood at the sidelines.
But I never disliked these girls, even if society was screaming at me that I should hate them for being who they are. Sure, there were some days when I would get jealous and wonder why I couldn’t be like them..
But you get older. You leave high school. You realise that actually, the ‘cool’ kids and the ‘weird’ girls aren’t that different, just packaged differently. They both hurt. They both love. They both have insecurities.
I, as a weird girl, am able to see that my differences do not make me unlovable. Being a ‘popular’ girl does not make you immune to feeling pain or sorrow.
So, this is for all the weird girls who have stopped trying to fit in. For all the girls who live loudly and bizarrely, and are sometimes branded as “too much”. For the weird girls who are goofy and awkward and dance like nobody’s looking (because maybe no one is). For the girls I love, the girls who make me laugh the hardest, the girls who aren’t scared to be themselves.
You are not here to be like every other person you see. You look at the world differently. You’ve got a perspective that should be treasured and that, sometimes, only makes sense to you. I’m so proud of you for that. I’m so proud you’ve stopped pretending.
Never stop loving the things you love.
Never stop being passionate.
Never stop surrounding yourself with the people who make you feel good.
Never stop accepting what you’re worth.