The Art of Being “Weird”

Many times I hear others call me weird, strange, or different. Even when they don’t say it out loud I can definitely read it on their faces. The raced eyebrow, the awkward smile, their eagerness to end the conversation. People don’t generally talk to me as often as they do others, unless they need help with something. To most, I’m just that strange kid who is different than everyone else, and the one to shy away from– AND I LOVE IT!

Being different, or “weird” as some might say, is one of my favorite qualities of myself and other people. To me the word “weird” means that I’m my own person. It means that I live my own life the way I want to without the input of everyone else. I’m not following their lifestyles but writing my own. I am being me, and having fun doing it. I’m going through life without worrying what other people think about me. In other words I’m LIVING! This doesn’t make me popular by any means, but it does put the right people in my life. Those who are truly friends with me are those who accept my awkwardness for me. They embrace who I am and love me for me.

So go ahead, call me weird, different, or strange. It doesn’t phase me in the slightest; in fact I’ll take it as a compliment. I was created to be me, not you. Go ahead and live like everyone else, and I’LL LIVE LIKE ME.

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My Side of Your Story

Everyday people are judged incorrectly before they even have a chance to defend themselves. The reason for that is something called a stereotype, and they are strongly apparent in our world today, at least in the US. Stereotypes have destroyed the thoughts, decisions, and judgments of people.

Yesterday, while listening to the morning radio like I do everyday, the woman on the show asked three men what woman misunderstand about a man’s life. Two out of three of these men responded with, “that we aren’t after one thing,” that one thing meaning sex. The woman quickly responded with, “because you are.” This is the stereotype made about me that bugs me the most, “that all guys are the same and want sex.” I am deemed a sex-seeking pig just because I was born a male. At the beginning of my girlfriends and I’s relationship I asked her if she thought this way and she said that she doesn’t think it’s the only thing guys want but it’s high on our “priority list”. Now two years into our relationship I remain a virgin and I’m pretty sure that I’ve changed her mind on that. I do realize that some men are like that, but not all men are. Just like some woman are that way and some woman aren’t. Men have morals too, I know SHOCKING RIGHT!

Another way I am stereotyped is the fact that I’m a Christian makes me judgmental. I do agree that many Christians are judgmental, which really bugs me, but not all of us are. In fact we are taught not to judge others. I don’t flee when I see someone of a different color than me, and I don’t avoid a homosexual man because “they might hit on me.” I let people prove themselves to me first before I make a thought, and even if a thought comes before hand I push it to the side until they have had the chance to prove their point. This is what a Christian should do, even if the person has differing beliefs than you.

One final example of how I am stereotyped is because I am a teenager. Since I am a teenager I don’t know what I’m talking about because of the lack of experience I have in life. My only response to that is to read my blog and decide for yourself if I am wise enough for you. Also since I am a teenager I am automatically a rebel. I am seventeen so that means I’ve had sex, smoked, drank, been high, and hate my parents or any other adult force out there. Well I am a full-time sober virgin who doesn’t even have interest in going to a party, respects and loves all four of his parents, and listen to what I am told; I don’t even swear. I look at teenagers who are do make that stereotype true and am disgusted. Again we aren’t all like that. Give us a chance and we will show you.

These are only three stereotypes that I fall under but I’m sure there are more. Please stop stereotyping people, get to know someone before you make a judgment and they will surprise you. Also never let anyone stereotype you. Don’t let anyone determine who you are; Be the author of your own story.