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[–] Phegan 64 points 3 months ago (4 children)

Life became so much easier when I fully embraced how weird I am, and stopped caring if people thought I was weird.

[–] [email protected] 20 points 3 months ago

This comment, is a role model.

[–] [email protected] 17 points 3 months ago* (last edited 3 months ago)

I think people who embrace their own little version of weird are less judgmental and generally happier and more confident.

It becomes an endearing trait, rather than a sore spot.

[–] NikkiDimes 10 points 3 months ago (2 children)

I just had a little cry because I hate how weird I am. I hope to one day transcend and join you.

[–] three 17 points 3 months ago

Remember that peoples opinions are their own prison. Life is long. Building is much harder than destroying. Small steps.

[–] [email protected] 10 points 3 months ago

The vast majority of people don't care, the little that cares already know how weird you are.

Embrace your weirdness, worry a bit less and have more fun.

It won't happen overnight, but everytime you catch feeling bad because your think you are weird, just own it. It already happened at that moment, nothing you can do about it right now.

You will feel a lot less insecure as time goes on, you might not even care at one point.

[–] Xanis 4 points 3 months ago* (last edited 3 months ago)

little girl tugs on her mother's sleeve

"Mom...why is that person wearing, um...that??"

Mom, confused, looks around

"Honey, you know you shouldn't ta~" she stops as her eyes find the source of her daughter's confusion.

"Mommy?" the girl asks, uncertainty in her tone.

"D-d-don't make eye contact, honey. I'm uh sure he has his..." she stops, mouth agape for a moment before recovering, "...and now he's screaming at that garbage bin. We're gonna go! Come on, honey!"

in the distance

"I FEEL SO FREE FROM THE SHACKLES AND CONFINES OF THIS ONCE JAIL OF CULTURAL IGNORANCE! THIS BIN! THIS GARBAGE BIN REPRESENTS THE OLD WAYS. THE TRASH WAYS. I HAVE ACCEPTED MY WEIRDNESS. MY ECCENTRICITIES ARE OPEN TO ALL!"

Phegan was never heard from again after this moment.