
Being “weird” has been my life. I never fit in while in school and later, after I began having some very profound experiences that changed the way I saw everything, I became even more strange to those who didn’t feel deep questions burning within them about life (which unfortunately includes a lot of people).
Staying weird isn’t just about trying to be different just to be different. Rowing our boat in the most populated stream of life often requires us to quiet our inner voice. That voice, that inner GPS, doesn’t usually follow well trodden paths but forms new ones, and this takes courage. To muffle the whispers of my heart and to compromise my integrity so that other’s would approve, like, and include me, is a price I am not willing to pay.
Sometimes it’s necessary to pay lip-service to “normal” because not everyone is ready for us weirdos and it would be unkind to push them beyond what they are ready for. Although we might even appear “normal” on the outside our fellow weirdos recognize us and if you’re here, there’s a good chance you’re one of us. Congratulations! (Wink.) xo


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Our class moto was: “Tread not the well worn path but make your own.” I also didn’t fit in anywhere. Now you call me weird or crazy, I just say thanks for the compliment. 😜😜
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I love you celebrating weird! I never fit in anywhere either! This always makes me happy to see! I mean Princess Sassy Pants makes everything perfect😁❤😍
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This is pretty good Princess Sassy! Being so called ‘normal’ is boring! Be what God created each one of us to be!
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