In My World Being different is a Good thing
I keep hearing that I am not the norm… I am different… I take pride in being different. How am I different, well apparently my acceptance of others and their life styles.
I cannot imagine others in this day and age not being acceptant of others. It seems the more we come forward the more we go backwards lately. What I fought and so many at my age fought to have the right to be different, there seems to be an unlay of still wanting to be the same and making others that maybe square fit into the round hole.
In some ways I am still innocent and have my colour rose glasses on, as I see each person as an idividual and accept them for their differences as well as their similiarities to society. I base my friendships on their personality and not their gender, kinks or status in life. Acceptance to me, does not mean I have to like all that they like or dislike, it means I have to live with myself and my beleifs and whether they fit into my comfort zones. Even if I feel uncomfortable with someones ways, and even if I am not friends with them, does not mean I cannot accept them for who they are, it just means I don’t hang with them.
My expectations are often dislussuoned within a group of people who fought for their rights to be who they are and have society accept them, and then I hear even within these groups there is a low tolerence of others who are different themselves. It does not make sense to me at all, and I have a hard time understanding why.
So I am different, I am proud to be different and I know if I had not been different many of the people I call friends and loved ones, would not be in my life and I would have missed out on so much love and great friendships.
