We live in a society that
judges a book by its cover, not caring how deep the pages go. Growing up my
goal is to be happy and comfortable in my skin. As a kid I was usually around guys
who didn’t care about what I was wearing, as I didn’t care about their choice
of expression. It makes me laugh almost every day the ignorance that I receive
about my choice of clothes. Those who know, know my sexual orientation, those
who don’t boost their ego by putting others in a box.
I’ve removed myself from
that box a long time ago and I’m still here. I still look forward to getting
dressed and continuing along my journey. God made me ME for a reason. Anyone
that believes otherwise is simply removed from my life. I’ve had to conquer
many battles to get to where I’m at; if you really think you can label me into
something I’m not sure what you’re trying to achieve but I’m already at war.
I’m not sorry that I
don’t straighten my hair as often as you’d like, I don’t reach for my eyeliner
as fast as I reach for my sweatshirt, I never have been your poster child girly
girl; but my 38 DD bra, monthly visit from mother nature, and the struggle of
putting on skinny jeans after I knew I shouldn’t have eaten certain food makes
me more than enough a woman. I won’t apologize for being myself but I do feel
sorry that you will no longer be included in this life.
I was given this world I
didn’t make it but I sure know how to fake it and when negativity arrives I
will take it and keep going. Because you get what you give, sometimes I wonder,
“Can I live?”. Hell yeah I can & I will, the bills are piling while you’re
busy filing me into something you’ve never seen before. If you didn't know before, the choice of clothing someone has DOESN'T determine their sexuality. Now a days people look for the smallest things to not like each other but I don't trip, it's a reflection of who they are. Work on loving yourself before you get out of bed if your first goal is to hate someone else.
I spent so many years hating myself, your dirty looks no longer phase me. Everything I'm not made me everything I am and I'm proud to be ME.
I'm sure ignorant people will turn this post into what ever satisfies their ugly souls but I run that risk everyday I choose to be who my Creator sent me to be; when the hate doesn't work they start telling lies. Believe what you want, I no longer care to spoon feed people the truth & I refuse to explain my life choices to someone focused on misunderstanding me.
This post was inspired by Ms. Lauryn Hill's "I get out" from her MTV Unplugged show.
