“ She's a little bit wild, a
little bit mad
A little bit, oh-oh, beautiful
Wild, a little bit bad
A little bit, oh-oh ”
A little bit, oh-oh, beautiful
Wild, a little bit bad
A little bit, oh-oh ”
(Crazy Beautiful – Andy Grammer)
We
are all a little bit of something. A little bit weird, a little bit fun, a
little bit funny, even (the latter is only for people dengan selera humor yang
sangat merakyat a.k.a manusia-manusia ter-receh sedunia). And that is okay.
It’s fine to be “a little bit” weird, not everyone will understand you and
frankly, no one has any obligation to. You’re not everyone’s cup of tea and
that is completely fine. You don’t have to like them and they too, don’t have
to like you.
My mother often talked me into it, she
made it very clear that it is okay to be me. “You don’t have to be anything
you’re not, Kak. It’s enough for me to have you as you are. You’re more than
enough. I’m grateful for you nevertheless. Those who love you, will always do.
They won’t mind your weirdness, your un-funnyness, they won’t mind anything at
all. For they, too. Love you as you are. They’re grateful for you. They only
have one you in this whole, wide world. And I only have one you, my one and
only daughter.”
I often “disappear” from my friends
sights’, searching for a place where I can be alone with my thoughts. Abruptly.
I acted on impulse. Then I write. I pour my thoughts into sentences,
paragraphs, which ended up being a short stories that you all read right at
this moment. And that is okay. It’s
okay for me to disappear for a while. It’s okay for me to do anything no one
expected me to do, doing whatever I wanted to.
I watch movies by my own, at the
cinema. Also impulsively. There was this one time when I just woke up from my
afternoon nap, immediately search for the movie showtime, booked it instantly,
changed my clothes and went to watch it. By myself. I enjoyed it so very much,
I enjoy my own company. My friend even had to notice me in advance in order for
me to clear my schedule.
I slept early and study at dawn. I
love the mundane routine of everyday life. There is nothing I love more than
having a deep, long conversation with my friend in order to know them more than
I already do. I’m an introvert, being constantly around people drain my soul. I’m
so clumsy, I often trip over nothing etc etc.
As weird as it sounds, that is me.
So know that you are all “crazy beautiful”
in your own way. Be proud of yourself. No matter how weird “yourself” is. I’m
here with you. Let us together learn to be kinder, let us learn to love
ourselves. All of the “little bits” of ours.
P.S
: Tell me your “little bits” story in the comment section. What is your
weirdness that you like the most? J
(photo courtesy of google.com)
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