I have always been different. You know all of the clichés…cut from a different cloth, marching to the beat of a different drummer, etc. But the world teaches early and often that conformity is the norm and expected. So, I have spent a great deal of my life attempting to fit in.
It has not gone well. I have evolved into an expert-level chameleon, sliding in and out of various environments without significant difficulty. Family, friends, school, military, career. Slip in and get in line. But it always felt like it was costing me pieces of my soul.
I thought that Gay Hendricks stated it so well in The Big Leap (a book that I highly recommend if you are seeking personal growth). Many of us, and I am definitely one of this group of ‘us’, feel that we are “fundamentally flawed”. That there is something wrong with us because we stand out, because of our absolute feelings of inadequacy with the status quo. Everyone else seems to be able to do it without overwhelming stress or trauma, right?
But there’s one problem: it is all an illusion. We are all different. Our greatness is in our differences. There is not another creature on this Earth that looks like you, thinks like you, feels like you and makes decisions like you. Even if you are a twin or other multiple, you are different. But the world has trained us to ignore the differences and seek the similarities. Similarities that have been manufactured so that others can understand us. So that others can categorize us for their own understanding.
I continue to struggle with this. “What do I wear?” “Who do I talk to?” “Will people notice if I look different?” These are all questions from the struggle with conformity. I am fighting daily to live in my own truth. Maybe I am not as feminine as others expect. Maybe I am not as docile as others expect. Maybe I will not tamp down my intelligence or ideas as others expect. I am an enigma. I cannot spend all of my time and energy trying to get you to understand. I am me. You can accept me as I am or draw your own conclusions and move on. I am not responsible for you. I am responsible for me. And I have to stand and live in my own truth in order to be the person I was intended to be at my creation. So, I will remember that I am in fact NOT fundamentally flawed. The world’s expectations of me are flawed. I don’t have to fit into your box. I came into this world with my own. I am unique and that is more than enough.