fidesquaerens (marta_bee) wrote,

marching to my own drumbeat

Originally published at Faith Seeking Understanding. You can comment here or there.

Stumbled across this picture last night, and it amuses me how thoroughly me it is.

I know the old joke about you being unique, just like everyone else, but in my case it really was true. In some ways I was intensely reliant on the approval of others, but I wanted them to approve of me as I was; I don’t recall being all that susceptible to peer pressure. And these days at least I get a lot of my strength from being okay being a cute little oddball. (I mean… fandom.) The little kid at the end even looks a little like me at the time I took ballet lessons.

Sometimes this means it feels like I’m swimming against the stream and not in a good way. I would probably feel that way anyway. At least I iz what I iz, as Popeye put it, and that’s the kind of thing that can’t be taken away.

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