The Same Unique

It's not easy being different. Being different is harder than we'd like to admit. People laugh and say Oh I love being unique, it's what makes life interesting. But inside when you're alone with your thoughts with nothing to distract you, everything about you that isn't a part of society's "normal" goes under your figurative microscope and you inspect yourself until you feel small and naked and unloved.

You think about how people don’t like your jokes–at all. So that way the next time you go out and someone laughs, you’re convinced they are laughing at you and not with.

You think about your smile and how your teeth are little yellow-not because you aren’t hygienic, just because that’s what happened. But everyone has them whitened so the next time you take a selfie you layer it with filters.

You think about the freckles that cover your face and yet everyone else has a flawless face. So you cover your skin with layers of makeup thinking you finally caught up to everyone, only for people to start drawing on “cute freckles”.

You think about how loud your voice is and so the next time you go out you decide not to talk lest your told to shut up and stop being annoying.

You think about how you don’t know if life is even worth trying. Everyone always switching up the game so your always three steps behind everyone. So when you walk up and go about your day, your friends are keeping you out of the loop and you only know because one of them slipped.

God forbid anyone told you the secret to surviving mainstream society. Instead, everyone looks at you and tells you how unique you are and how you should embrace it, forgetting how when you try to embrace yourself there are invisible arms holding you back, strangling you and making it hard to breathe.

Have you ever felt that way? Don’t worry, it means your not so unique after all.