We are free to be whatever, whoever we want to be. They give us this gift.
One day while out for a walk, I met his mother. When I mentioned how awesome his style was, she grimaced and said that was nice of me to say, thinking I was just being polite. After I made it clear that I was serious, she gave me this huge smile and told me how amazing it was for her to hear that, going on to tell me how hard life was for him. Bullied daily. Tormented and harassed. How it hurt him but seemed to fuel him on at the same time. He liked his style. He liked being himself. So, he tuned them out and did his own thing. They labeled him a freak - he decided his was okay with that. Their loss.
I see him as a brave little kid.
To me she is a mystical geek who gets life in ways most will never comprehend.
There is this man who wanders around the town I work in, always talking to himself and making random gestures to things no one can see but him. Many of the residents have tried over the years to send him away, somewhere - anywhere, else. They call him weird, mental, a whackadoo because they don't understand him. They fear him. One day last week, while eating my lunch in a local park, I saw him walking along the bank of a small pond. Whenever I see him he’s smiling and honestly, it’s one of the most open and happy smiles I have ever seen. Every few feet he would stop and bend down to grab something and I realized - he was picking up the trash left by others. He would fill a plastic bag he had looped around his arm and then put it decisively inside the trash can. As he got closer to me, I went over to him and held out my hand to shake his, which he wouldn't do until he had wiped his own clean on a napkin he pulled from his pocket. When I said thank you for being so awesome and picking up that trash, he just looked at me and winked, gave me one of those smiles and strolled off back to the pond, opening a small can of birdseed to throw to the ducks while he picked up more trash.
I have a huge respect for people who do their own thing, regardless of what the world says to them. People who wear what they want, marry who they want, work at what they love, and live their life whether anyone gets it or not. The square pegs who could care less about fitting into the "appropriate" lifestyle the people around them tell them they should. Those who march to the beat of their own personal drummer. The world needs more of them, whether it wants to admit it or not.
The doers, the creatives, the out-side-the-box thinkers, the ones who refuse to tame their wild spirit because it makes others uncomfortable, the ones who not only demand change but fight for it, too. The ones who challenge the status quo, who refuse to dull their shine because others in this world can't handle the brilliance. We need more of those with the courage to walk to the center of the stage of life and loudly shout to the masses; "Yes, I'm different. So what?! I’m going to live my life whether you understand it or not. Your approval or acceptance isn’t required! However, if you care to set your ego aside, I am positive we could be friends."
We need people who challenge us to look at all the ways we could be living more authentic to who we are. We need their courage to bolster our own. We all need to absorb the lesson – no one needs to understand us. No one needs to approve us. We must approve and accept ourselves and we need to learn to accept others who are different than we are. Hating someone because they are doing, behaving or living a life you don't approve of is ridiculous. Your approval is not only not needed, it's not warranted or required for those people who want to live out loud regardless of what people think of them.
We need more who shake things up, who force us to reexamine our lives, our beliefs and maybe, just maybe, open up to more of what life has to offer. We must search out other like-minded souls and band together, if one soul who refuses to dull their shine teams up with another and so one and so forth – think of all the awesomeness that would be born.
We need the Freaks, Geeks and Whackadoos! We need brave courageous people to live life according to what is right for them, showing us that we can all do the same. We don't need to fit into a mold, we don't have to be-look-do as everyone else in this world. We are free to be whatever, whoever we want to be. They give us this gift. They shine their light into the darkness and say - look at what you can do. They suffer the fools and come out on top triumphant in the fact they never gave in and never gave up.
I was talking the other day about some of my quirkier traits (all writers are quirky – it’s a requirement) and a dear friend of mine said it was about time I flew my Freak Flag high. I challenge you to do the same.
Fly your Freak Flag high!
Stop hiding who you are, who you want to be and just do it. It’s brave. It’s courageous and it’s the only way to live the life you dream about.
We freaks, geeks and whackadoos must stick together!