Owning My Okayness

simpsons

I still get anxious in social situations that involve other people. It’s taken time for me to not feel self-conscious, like the entire world is judging my every move.

 

As I grew older, I started to care less about what people thought of me and more of what I wanted to be, for myself.

me
this is me sitting in a box
It wasn’t until I was 24 or 25 that I embraced my own quirkiness, personality and openly discussed my anxiety with friends (thank you Static Zine).

Being okay with myself includes the sometimes difficult task of ignoring negativity from people who don’t really have your best interests at heart. After all if they are so quick to react negatively, are they worth keeping around?

silly

The Internet (twitter) made it easier to make new friends that share similar interests, anxieties and who somehow like the transparent person they see.

friends

The people I choose to surround myself with are positive people. They are the ones that show up when I need them, the ones that splurge on food with me, unafraid to be silly or lend an ear.

bff

My best friend and I talk about literally everything including our farts and poops. We can be idiots together or push ourselves to achieve our goals.

nash

I can own my own Okayness because the people in my life are pretty okay too.

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