tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936310972177100999.post9044234330743383594..comments2020-09-11T15:31:02.364-07:00Comments on Distant Shores: A Better Me, A Better YouCyrus Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18157654104793220210noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936310972177100999.post-87831415807026068522015-04-06T04:05:19.954-07:002015-04-06T04:05:19.954-07:00I like your blog very much and thank you.
I like your blog very much and thank you.<br />Yahoo forgot password recover helphttp://www.customercarenumber.co.uk/yahoo-forget-password-recover-helpline-number/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936310972177100999.post-86292637792393730472015-04-01T12:58:34.687-07:002015-04-01T12:58:34.687-07:00We all yearn to be accepted, and learning to accep...We all yearn to be accepted, and learning to accept ourselves is the first step.Susan Royalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11103253855482067636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1936310972177100999.post-66244367256993614592015-03-15T09:27:37.287-07:002015-03-15T09:27:37.287-07:00Brad,
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I also had outsider prob...Brad,<br /><br />Great blog post! <br /><br />I also had outsider problems in school. When I was in elementary school, I barely had any friends. I was never actively bullied, but I was ignored. I remember one time every single person in my second grade class being invited to a birthday party except me. When I asked about it, I was told there wasn't room for me. I always related really well to adults and to my brother, who was a couple of years older, but peers my age were a mystery. They still kinda of are. I have no idea why I was socially unacceptable, but I ended up being homeschooled from 5th-12th, so it became less of an issue.<br /><br /> But when I went to college, I ran into the same issue. I had a hard time making friends, partially because apparently I have odd interests and also partially because I am really blunt and partially because I am really introverted. I initially tried so very hard to fit in, which led me to befriend people who were not terrible, but we had nothing in common, so I was miserable all the time trying to fit in. <br /><br />Finally my junior year I found some friends I related to well and had common interests with. It was the first time I had friends who were my age who I honestly felt like I was friends with. They accepted me for me. In fact, they seemed to like me better when I was being me. It was such a relief. I'm still friends with all of them, actually. In fact, over spring break, I'm going to see three of them separately. <br /><br />After that, I decided I was just going to be me, regardless. It's worked well now that I am in grad school. I now have a reverse problem of what I encountered in elementary school. Now a lot of my coworkers and classmates really like me, but I'm neutral on them. Again, they're not terrible people, but we don't have a lot in common. They're the type of people who like to spend their free time going to every single fair or event in town. I am the type of person who would much rather watch bond over shared Netflix viewing. I'm polite and I occasionally do things with them, but I no longer feel like I have to change myself to suit them. And I am much, much happier.<br /><br />Anyway, thanks again for posting this! I think of all the life lessons that are thrown at young adults, this one is often a bit overlooked. <br /><br />P.S. Even though I'm quite a bit younger than you, Pink Floyd was the soundtrack of my adolescence. I discovered them when I was 12, and they became (and still remain) my favorite band. :)zellakatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13466934007546605691noreply@blogger.com