I think everyone has had that feeling that they just don’t fit in at some point. In fact I’d say it’s multiple points for most of us. The temptation is to forsake one’s individuality for sake of the crowd. But isn’t that lying? It’s one thing to be polite and respectful towards other opinions but it another thing altogether to fein total agreement. What’s more is that when the truth eventually comes out the others in the group will feel betrayed. A true friendship can handle some individualism and if it can’t then it was never a true friendship in the first place. It was only mimicry.
Being your own person is often difficult. There’s going to be conflict and in today’s world a large portion of population is under the misunderstanding that disagreement and hate are the same thing. They most certainly are not. God could have created a world of clones where everyone is exactly alike. Everyone would have the same opinions, the same ideas and the same looks. How boring would that be? There would also be no fresh ideas, no variety and no excitement. I’m starting to meander here so I’m just going to get to point. Don’t be afraid to stand out. Sure there’s going to be people who don’t accept you because they can’t handle anyone who doesn’t mirror them but do you really want to burden yourself with such a shallow person? Just be yourself.
So true and sadly many people are afraid of being themselves or too busy being who everyone else wants them to be….
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I don’t think some people realise that when they don’t say what they really feel or just remain neutral in situations of injustice because they know both parties… that they will lose both of them. You didn’t tell one person the truth and you didn’t stand up for the other person either.
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Unfortunately that happens sometimes. There’s been times when I had to force people to work things out.
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I used to do that but I can’t be bothered anymore unless I know they’ll do it for me.
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