I switched on the tele and Channel 9's midday movie flicks on. It was Joe Somebody, a story of a man who was publicly humiliated in front of his workmates and daughter by the work bully after being punched in the face in the car park on 'Bring Your Kid To Work' Day. He slips into a depression and decides to redeem himself again and become a 'somebody' by getting fit and punching out the bully.
The moral of the story? Uh, tbh, I didn't watch the beginning, nor the end of this movie, I just bluffed the storyline with bits and pieces of what I read off the internet. But it was interesting how the guy wanted to be a 'somebody' in his workplace.
Don't we all want to be somebodies, not nobodies? Some turn to the vicious circle of bitching and gossip because after all, you're "no one until you're talked about".
Some dress up, dress down, trying to attract attention from the opposite sex (or the same sex, whichever floats your boat).
Some change their sexual orientation to fit into their crowd, or conversely, stand out.
Some become over dramatic, and over sensitise themselves to things happening around them.
Some act hyper active/ happy/ sad/ mature/ immature all the time.
Hey, it doesn't matter. At least you're somebody, right?
I find it wrong. It's like lying to not only yourself but everyone around you. Lie upon lie, you make up this person you think will make you noticed. You put on this persona, wear this mask, people notice you, success. Everyday you wake up, it's a new day! (... to not be me) You put on your mask, masquerade around as whoever you want to be.
What ever happened to who you are? You don't want to be noticed because of who you aren't. That's attention for all the wrong reasons. Wouldn't it be nice to just wake up and just be who you are? You'd definitely breathe easier since you won't have that 'mask' on you all the time.
It's okay to be you, you don't have to pretend. Life's not a masquerade, it's not a performance. It can feel like one, but it's definitely not. Life is.. life. You live it, don't act it. Who cares if that guy/ girl doesn't see you. You're probably just ignoring the other one who is secretly infatuated by your real self and hurts when you fake it. Who cares if you no longer fit in with your 'friends'. If they don't like you for who you really are, they're not worth your time. And who cares if you get weird looks for what you wear or how you wear it. I'm not saying that they're simply just jealous but they'd probably be envying your confidence.
Don't act to be a somebody, live to be you.
Oh, you know you love me,
xoxo.
iTunes playlist: Sarah Blasko's 'What The Sea Wants, The Sea Will Have' album. Repeats: The Woman By The Well; [Explain]; Amazing Things.
Labels: Rant, Self-Identity
