Passing By Normal
When I was in my twenties I went into therapy (something that wasn’t done by too many back then) with the hopes that I could become normal.
I worked really hard on myself and one day, voila, I made it to “normal.”
I immediately saw it for what it was — lots of really messed up people all tryng to be like everyone else.
I then decided that I didn’t want to be normal: I wanted to be me.
And so it has been ever since. It’s not always an easy thing to do because traveling to one’s own drummer means there will be people who don’t understand and there will be times you find yourself not thinking about things the way most people do.
And that’s okay.
I certainly am not like everyone else, but then again, who really is?
P.S. The benefit of just being yourself with everyone: When people love you, you know it is the real you (the one who lives inside) that is being loved.