Some people call me strange, weird, a freak, ect. Some people don’t though. I take pride in being “weird”, “strange”, and a “freak”. I am different from a lot of teengers my age/around my age. It’s kind of hard for me to make friends because I am so different. A lot of the time people will just glance at me and make a whole list of assumptions about me because of the way I dress, the way I look, and what I like and dislike. I am used to judgemental people and people making wrong assumptions about me because it happens so much.

I am a very shy person. In school it doesn’t seem like I am though. The reason for that is I know everyone at school and I personally do not care what they think of me. Outside of school I am very anti-social. I don’t even talk to my parents and family that much. Keeping to myself is what I do and I do a great job at it. Normally I try to stay in my room for as long as I can to avoid social interactions with anyone. Talking to strangers is something I do not like to do. I do not know how I am going to make it anywhere in life because of that issue. I am sixteen and I do not order for myself at restaurants because I hate talking to people so much. I try to avoid social interaction as much as I can. Socially awkward is a good term to describe myself as.

Being different is a good thing for me. Everyone wants to be like everyone else. I would rather be myself. I feel that I do a good job at that too. Being like the average teenage girl is something I cannot do. Whilst girls try to grow their hair to the longest length they can, I cut mine to the shortest. Whilst girls try to buy the “cutest” pair of shoes to wear, I continue to wear my pair of beat up Vans that I’ve had since 5th grade. Whilst girls dress up in gorgeous dresses and high heels, I dress myself in tattered ripped jeans and a band tee. I have never liked girly things. I remember once when my sister still lived with us she painted my nails with clear nail polish and I cried. She took it off and I still to this day hate nail polish. I have never worn makeup and never will because I find it disgusting. I prefer sneakers over heels and sandals. I am a different type of teenage girl and I like it.

It is hard for me to find someone who has the same interests as me. Music is a big part of my life and has been ever since I can remember. Finding someone who has the same taste in music as me is like finding a twenty dollar bill on the sidewalk; happens like once in a lifetime but it’s great when it happens. I have yet to find someone (besides my dad, grandmas, and grandpas) who likes 50’s music as much as I do. I also have yet to find someone who likes 80’s music as much as I do. Finding someone who likes rock music though is hard but not extremely hard. Occasionally someone will like one song from one of the bands that I like, and I do have a few friends who listen to the same bands that I do. It is still hard though to find someone with the same interests as me. Movie nights are difficult sometimes. 80’s movies are my life and I love the 80’s. I always want to watch an 80’s film or a horror film when everyone else wants to watch movies that are in a completely different category from 80’s and horror. Finding someone who has the same style as me is really hard. I wear some weird stuff sometimes. I constantly wear band tee’s and I have 2 drawers in my dresser that are specifically for band tee’s. My closet has no more space for anymore hoodies and zip up jackets. I like things such as weird/funky headbands and flower crowns, patches to iron on to my jackets, band merch, stuff with things like cats, aliens, and skeletons/skulls on it.

There are people who view being different as a bad thing. And there are people who are afraid to be different because of being called “weird”, “strange”, and a “freak”. I say being different is the best thing that someone can be. I enjoy being different more than anything. It makes me who I am. It is not making me like everyone else, it is making me, me. I embrace that fact that I am weird and that I am not like others.