I am not above-average. I am adequate and normal. I’m not unique, not different.
Everyone says it is good to be different but, what do they know? They’re probably different in that look-at-me-I’m-great-at-something-so-I’m-different kind of way.
To be different is to be judged and critiqued.
To be bullied and pushed around. To never be good enough.
To never have the right talent.
To never live to everyone’s expectations.
To never be adequate in everyone’s eyes.
I’m done being different.
I don’t want to be that way anymore.
I just want to be normal and do and say and dress and write like a normal girl.
No more being looked at as the know-it-all or the snitch or the smug pretentious actress or the over achieving musician or the poet who writes words that nobody could give a damn about.
I’m ready to be normal and to just be the person that will suffice for everyone’s wants or needs. I’m ready to be a regular person who goes to school and isn’t judged every five minutes. I’m ready to conform to what everyone wants: normal.
I renounce the title of ‘different’ and ‘unique’ and ‘strange’ and I am ready to accept the new title of ‘normal’ and of ‘regular’ and ‘plain’.
I hope all of you who judged me for being different will finally accept me, now that I have succumbed to what you want, what you’ve asked of me.
I do hope you are pleased. I did this for you.