Today I went looking for my cat who got out the house a couple of days ago, and it took me exactly 2 seconds to feel ostracized around people in my old neighborhood.
It was a weird and uncomfortable feeling. I kinda felt like I reverted back (my reaction and response) to a teenage version of myself. It was weird.
My simple response is that it’s just who I am. I eat, sleep and breathe this life, like how other people eat, sleep, and breathe Sunday night football. I know some of ‘my friends on Facebook has said numerous times, “Sarah don’t have nothing else to talk about?” And my answer would be, “Nope!” lol
Today was just a confirmation that I absolutely DO NOT fit in.
Normal isn’t me and it never has been. I just don’t quite fit the standard and I’m okay with that.
I will get up and leave something good because of that weird and uncomfortable feeling. For the past couple years it has served me as a signal – what Oprah calls a nudge from the universe – to get up and get out of something that wasn’t for me– even if it looks good.
I just NEED some people to understand that success, the Beyoncé and Jay Z, Oprah, Warren Buffet etc, type of success, does not all of a sudden become an illusive interest.
You can’t just pick her up and put her down leisurely. It doesn’t work that way.
I’m not faking this and it’s not some dream I dreamt when a long time goal failed. My life, interest and daily motivation is a Day 1, A1 initiative. I know no other way.
For as long as I can remember, the plan to be me – meaning, whatever successes tied to who I am – was always, and still is, The Plan.
Here me when I say, I CANNOT LIVE OTHERWISE.
Therefore, my lack of interest and care free attitude of not wanting so and so to like and accept me, is not a b*tchy and rude attitude.
But it’s an expression of my inner ostrich. My self-awareness. I know who I am (continuously evolving that is), I know I’m an acquire taste – different, and I know that I’m not for everyone and neither is everyone for me.
When you know who you are, you’ll know within an instant if something is for you, or not. I mean, think about it. If you wear a size 8, you’ll never try to fit your foot into a size 6, right? Right…
BECAUSE YOU KNOW A SIZE 6 WILL NOT FIT.
It’s that easy, folks…