I was not the extremely studious student people believed me to be. I loved doing things out of the norm, but until that point in life, I tried to keep my desire for something different--something no one would ever expect me to do--inside my mind and confined behind the bars of my imagination.
Until I gave up.
I gave up trying to be someone I was not and this decision hardly affected how people saw me. I decided this was a good thing and didn't relapse back to my old self. Although people questioned me why I was no longer exhibiting extra effort and why I started forgetting things, they were oblivious to one of the most important decisions I have made in my life.
It was a satisfying moment, the one when I decided to stop pretending. It brought me closer to my real self and I started feeling more mature, even though I was only a fourth grade student that time.
I don't regret it and I believe that I never will.
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Word for this post: Unalloyed
Book at hand right now: Tuesdays with Morrie
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