HOW FITTING!

We all struggle with various aspects of our lives. One that definitely seems to be the most talked-about is fitting in. We all want to feel validated/admired/appreciated but at what expense?

When you’re unique, it’s sometimes not welcomed.

We’re living in an age where generations are clashing left and right. We’ve often said “We won’t talk like our parents do/did” and yet here we are! We try to be open-minded about things but ultimately it just doesn’t happen. How often do we catch ourselves saying “Back in my day” or “Today’s music sucks”.

Guilty as charged.

I guess we can’t help ourselves. So where does that leave us? Are we destined to be islands unto ourselves? Or do we wear the right clothes, say the right catch phrases, and listen to music we can’t stand just to be accepted? For some, the desperation is palpable.

I wanted to fit somewhere all of my life. I never fit at home or school as a kid. Figured “If I got really good on guitar, people would flock to me.” Nope. And heaven forbid I use words longer than four letters! I can curse with the best of them but ultimately it sounds cheap and trite. (Get me pissed off, and it’s over HAHA) With the exception of where I teach, I never fit at any job. Was always reprimanded for something trivial. Again, when you’re different, people can’t handle it. They say “I love a challenge” but the challenge for them is to change you.

As I said in the previous blog, I am proud to be quirky/eccentric/weird/strange. I am fully aware of that. I think quite a few people were shoehorned by society early on in life, and only know one way to exist. They don’t know how to live, they only know how to stay inside the lines. Don’t make any sudden moves, and you’ll get along just fine.

Thankfully, I have come across some people who feel the same way I do. We talk about “where do we belong?” and the answer is simple: We’re meant to shine, not blend. I’ve been told that I have balls to pull off wearing funky sneakers, colorful flannel shirts, do instrumental music, and now I have fuzzy straps for Pete’s sake!! Guess I’m more confident than I give myself credit for. So to those who find it hard to fit in…STOP TRYING! You have a tribe, and it may be small but accepting. Everyone else are too busy keeping up with the Joneses.

Now go get yourself a V-Tar fuzzy strap!!!