I find myself excluded from so many things lately. I see my classmates going out to parties, posting pictures on social media, and having what seems like a great time without me. Sometimes I wonder if there's something wrong with me—am I just too weird for them?
It's not that I don't want to be included or have fun like everyone else. It's just that when I am invited to these events, I feel out of place. The conversations are always about things that don't interest me or make me uncomfortable. People talk about gossiping behind each other's backs, getting drunk and hooking up with random people—I just can't relate.
I know some people might think it's strange how open and blunt I can be at times. But the truth is, all this small talk feels superficial to me. Why beat around the bush when we could dive straight into deeper topics? Why pretend everything is perfect when we all have our struggles and insecurities?
Maybe that's why they call me a weirdo sometimes—the way I speak my mind without filters or sugarcoating anything. But isn't honesty supposed to be a good thing? Shouldn't we aim for authenticity in our interactions instead of playing games and wearing masks?
At the end of the day, maybe being labeled as a weirdo isn't such a bad thing after all. Maybe it means standing out from the crowd because you refuse to conform to societal norms that don’t align with your values.
So here’s to embracing my inner weirdo—to speaking my truth even if it makes others uncomfortable; To choosing depth over shallowness; To being unapologetically myself in a world where fitting in often means losing yourself along the way.
And who knows? Maybe one day someone will appreciate this side of me—a kindred spirit who sees beyond appearances and appreciates the unique perspective of this seemingly ordinary girl named Emily...or should i say 'weirdo'?