Vulnerable.

We have a tendency to overthink EVERYTHING.  Society has us all brainwashed that we need to act a certain way in order to not be weird or different.  I’m slowly getting to this point in my life where I just don’t care anymore. We’re all so critical and calculated when it comes to new people.  There’s all of these stupid fucking “rules.”

Don’t text too often.

Don’t be too forward.

Don’t be too much.

Don’t be too honest.

It’s all bullshit.  We’re all too busy playing these games that we’re not actually being authentic to ourselves, and we wonder why we wind up in relationships with the wrong kinds of people.  How are you supposed to meet someone you really click with if you’re not being your 100% true, transparent, weird, and wonderful self?

We’re all too damn scared. Of everything. And it’s ridiculous because we’re missing out on so much every single day because we have to be this calculated version of ourselves that isn’t too much and isn’t too boring and isn’t too weird.

We’re not as in control as we think we are.  No matter what our plans are, we have absolutely no idea when we’re done. We don’t know when we’re going to die. It could be decades from now or it could be tomorrow. Kinda morbid, but it’s true.

A couple of years ago, I built up my walls. I had my friends, but I was afraid to let new people in because I was so fucking terrified of falling apart again.  It’s still a fear of mine that I have, but I can’t keep hiding from the world because I’m afraid.  I want to live my life and meet new people.  My anxiety is hard to deal with sometimes, but I’m learning and I’m pushing myself out of my comfort zone.  It’s worth it.

I forgot how exhilarating feeling vulnerable is.  It’s terrifying to put yourself out there, with the possibility of rejection, but it’s also so fucking exciting.

So send the damn text. Ask them out. Say hello. Introduce yourself. Tell that person that annoys the crap out of you to fuck off. Tell someone you think they’re amazing or interesting or cool.

Just be real. What’s the worst that could happen?

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