You know, friends, my entire life or at least most of my life thus far has been spent in the pursuit of being quintessentially cool. You know, trying to like the bands that all my classmates liked, wearing Abercrombie, needing to have Betsey Johnson this or Juicy Couture that. None of it was necessarily me, nor was it something that made me any happier. Over the course of the last year however, I've decided that I don't really give a crap about how cool other people think I am or how much money they think I have. Maybe it is a product of making more money than I was used to at the hotel or maybe I'm just getting older and realizing that other people have absolutely no bearing upon my own worth. Regardless, I feel like over the last year I have definitely come into my own and am no longer trying to craft some kind persona for myself to wear around like a hat or mask.
Regardless, I just wanted to talk a bit about that. I mean, we spend the formative part of our lives trying to make friends and be cool, and if we're not cool, it's practically the end of the world. Except is it really? I mean wearing Abercrombie jeans and shirts didn't make me any cooler. Nor did buying a pair of Vans. You have to see (and accept) your own inner radness. What makes you, you, so to speak. Spending all of your time concerned about the point of view of others brings nothing to your life but stress and self doubt and realistically, how good are those for you, exactly?
I'm totally fine with myself in my 20's. I'm a big dork. I watch My Little Pony AND Sons of Anarchy. I like ripped jeans and I love wearing fitted knit jeggings. I read and I watch movies. I'm a conundrum and I'm totally fine with that. Isn't it time you were, too? I mean after all, its 2014 for crying out loud! Whether you're 13 or 30, accepting yourself for who you are will always be cool.
Just something to think about on this grey Monday night...
Cheers,
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