My Identity

I think first impressions are bull. What do they really say? Nothing. I don’t think you can understand anyone from just a single interaction.

I know when people first meet me, they don’t like me. I’m also aware they have no problem showing it. I don’t know where in society having confidence suddenly makes people a bitch. But this word, bitch, is everyone’s first impression of me. It hurts because I’m not. People confuse self-confidence and happiness with the idea that I put myself above others. In a society, where most people dislike themselves, are insecure in their identities, or envy others on the daily, I don’t fit in. Maybe even writing this post makes me a bitch, but I like who I am. I LOVE who I am. I take care of my appearance, I work hard for my body image, I work hard for my grades, I like my personality, and I love my sense of humor. I am secure and I am genuinely a happy person. I am happy in myself and I’ve never thought I needed reassurance from others to have that confidence. But sometimes, for people who struggle with insecurities, it’s too much.

I pride other people on their self-confidence. You go girl, do you, be you. I love it. I try my hardest not to form an opinion about someone until I actually know who they are. For example, most people don’t take the time to get to know me. Contradictory to what they believe, I am a really friendly person. I am also very comfortable around people; I get really lovey and touchy. I think human contact is so important for daily interaction. I’m a huge supporter of hugs. I love making people smile because I think a smile is one of the most beautiful things in the world. A real genuine smile or laugh, says more than words or eyes, in my opinion, and I love being the reason behind it.

I think everyone is a little misunderstood, we’ve become lazy. We don’t take time to really learn about someone. As individuals, we have so many amazing stories and qualities, but often times we don’t get the chance to share them.

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