lies we tell.

it has been within the past week that i have discovered the most comfortable outfit that i own. some white, slouchy sweatpants… a loose, green zip-up sweatshirt, and a stretchy cotton headband to hold my hair back away from my face. this is now the only thing i will ever be wearing when i’m at home. it’s my favorite.

today i was thinking about the subject of people being fake. my cousin and i were in the mall, and we bumped into some 16 year old kid that was obviously trying to be super cool for her. he seemed a little awkward, like he was a closet computer geek. and he seemed totally out of his element in a mall, as if even the act of leaving his house was a big deal, ya know what i mean?

anyway, he was trying too hard. and i stood there wondering to myself… why do we try to be “cool”? and, i wonder, at what point do we teach our kids to try to impress other people? why didn’t this kid’s mom tell him to just be himself? why aren’t we teaching the next generation that to be true to your own personality and your own likes & dislikes, is really what makes you unique- and you being you, is the coolest you there is.

which brought me into thinking about just how fake people really are. we were all born and raised into a society that really supports you in being fake. it says, “yes, please be someone else.” it tells us, “be skinnier.” or, “don’t leave your house without makeup.”

….i’m not bashing the use of cosmetics. i think you should look your best, put your best foot forward.

but who are we trying to impress? we are attempting to fool everyone. it’s sad. and here we are, in a world filled with people who are lonely, depressed, and insecure- all because someone never told them that it was okay to be themselves.

if you ever do anything that is simply not true to who you are, if you ever just jump on the band wagon of popularity just to try and fit in (which i think we’re all guilty of), if you ever give in to peer pressure, or make decisions based on someone else’s idea of ‘how-it-should-be’… then, you’ve robbed yourself of one of your own life’s greatest pleasures- being you.