(Picture By: Lorna Ghoneim)
Someone great once said: “Did everything feel beautiful when you let go of the idea of being anything at all?”
To fit in somewhere isn’t always what it seems. To fit in society isn’t always going to do you good as much as it’ll do you bad. Fitting in is a type of issue that’ll never end no matter how much you think you fit in somewhere. It’ll never end when you’re 18 not even when you’re 30. Neither the familiarity of your own thoughts nor the equivalence of who you are will make the constant battle of wanting to fit in end.
So the question here is, should we rest in a place where everyone looks alike? Or should we find a place where we most differ among others in. Why are our differences considered a threat? When really they might brighten up the uniqueness in ourselves that others don’t possess. Why are we trying to look for familiar faces among crowds to feel safe when familiar faces soon turn to strangers across the street? Why does the feeling of belonging somewhere or to someone is what we pursue when sometimes what we need is something new?
Would we be satisfied when being someone we want isn’t a necessity? Would fitting in sound better if it was fitting in to your own skin and not to other’s will? Would the resemblance of other people with yourself bring you comfort?
But what if there were no people, therefore, there is no resemblance to fit with. Would it feel tempting to bring out the nothingness inside of you that’ll then result into what defines you?
So I will leave you with this one last question to drown in:
Did everything feel beautiful when you let go of the idea of being anything at all?