“I finally know the difference between pleasing and loving, obeying and respecting. It has taken me so many years to be okay with being different, and with being this alive, this intense. (xxvi)”
― Eve Ensler, I am an Emotional Creature: The Secret Life of Girls Around the World
I’ve always felt different. Which feels like being lost. . behind convent walls, an anonymous presence among nuns. Dressed alike, we were often compared to a flock of Penguins.
Even so, I’ve always felt different.
Now, late in my life, I’m at peace with my oddities–even glad I do not always fit in. There’s a peace inside me when I look in the mirror and see blue eyes looking back at me.
I finally love me.
I have always felt different. When I was young I felt different in my family. I was loved and cared for yet felt like I was a slightly askew piece of the puzzle. I was different from many my age and often felt like something was wrong with me. Then eventually I realized the difference is not a hindrance. It makes me a bit unique.
A very creative piece of the puzzle, for sure.