Fantastic Fifteen #12

Hello unique people! :)

What a wonderful Wednesday! Ok, maybe nothing mind-blowing happened yet, but it is a wonderful Wednesday because I choose so...not only for alliteration purposes, but because one should always choose good over bad. That's one of the little things I learnt in Dunkirk yesterday night. (great moving movie, I recommend. Click on the previous underlined text for a little trailer)

NUMBER TWelve :

"Be who YOU are and say what YOU feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind."

~ Bernard M. BAruch.

Upon writing all these quotes (12 so far! Is it only me, or did it go by as if Barry Allen flashed by towards a new rescue mission?) I somehow always discover something about myself. I'm always putting more emphasis on quotes about well-being and originality. With that, you can already tell what values I keep dear to my heart.

I first heard this quote in a movie when I was really young, and I already knew how much sense it made. But it was one of those things you hear on the moment, feel inspired and don't really let it sink in. However, I still believe that it is a very crucial mindset to keep. Even more nowadays. We are all puppets of something: the society, our families, our bosses, our peers, even our role models. We let ourselves get pulled here and there, moving along with every tugging motion we feel by an outer source. A simple example in my own experience would be that as a kid, I was always the tomboy in my school. Getting into fights, punching and kicking boys, being the rebel in class. Growing up, I realized that I was different from all my friends. I was a girl, and they were all boys. I also realized that boys are not interested in me because I was one of theirs. Although that was something I created in my head all by myself, I somehow believed that was the truth. Again, because I looked around, and saw the girls growing up becoming gorgeous little ladies taking care of their hair, nails, style of clothing and so on. So, that's what I got into as well. I tried putting on more jewelry, being more careful about my ways of dressing, painting my nails and drawing black lines around my eyes.

Looking back now, I had my share of young love stories. But I know it was not because I looked like a girly girl or not. It was not because I gave in to the tugs on my strings. It was not because I fit in the group of girls. NO. I was liked because of who I am.

Girls. We gotta stand for our feelings, we gotta stand as strong as iron when it concerns who we are and what we have to say. Be your own puppet master. Get rid of that power society can have on you, of that pressure your parents are exerting on your shoulders, of that fear your peers are unconsciously inserting in your head.

So, whoever you are, no matter how long it takes you to find yourself, no matter how far down the road you are to finding who you are, you at least know what feels right and what feels wrong. You can at least choose what you want around you and what you would like to discard. Then listen, listen carefully. Grab that pair of scissors on the kitchen table, or are they in your desk drawer, or the little ones in your pencil case. In anyways, go find those goddamn scissors, and liberate yourself from the strings that inconspicuously and gradually wrapped themselves around you. Cut them off right away and feel good about being who YOU are and saying what YOU feel.

What about the people around me? What would they say? What would they think of me?

The real friends and family out there will stay. If you stay genuine to who you are and you lose friends and relatives because of that, then they were never your friends in the first place. They never really looked out for your well being. Maybe it was all smoke and mirrors. Maybe they were the ones who helped tying the strings around you for the puppet master to have a better control on you.

Well, there's only one way to find that out.

Your girl out there, who learnt to get rid of her strings one by one (and trust me, I will persevere to do it no matter how long it takes me, no matter if the strings are made of steel, I will cut them down till I am the essence I was supposed to be).

xoxo