**Disclaimer: All the opinion given
in this post are subjective and personal. It doesn’t mean that if you disagree,
I will hate you. So, don’t hate me either. **
We are all different to each
other – us human beings, aren’t we? That make us unique and the way I see it,
we are all uniquely weird and it takes a bit of self-awareness to understand
this weirdness which makes you -YOU! So, this post is going to talk a bit about
me, and my weirdness. I hope you enjoy reading how weird I am!😌
A common question we all get
asked often is whether you are a cat person or a dog person, right? Well
without a doubt I’m a dog person.🐶 I adore their loyalty, gratefulness,
intelligence and almost all of them are super cute. Cats, 🐱I can’t stand them
really, their lack of loyalty, gratefulness OR intelligence and their
I-don’t-care attitude really gets me on my nerve. You feed a cat and love it
genuinely for years, you step on its tail once by mistake and bam – part of
your leg is skinned off. I have met one and ONLY one cat that I thought was a
“good-cat!”.😸 It was my good friend’s neighbor’s cat and it was the only cat
that I ever petted with whole my heart. Now that being said, let me be clear.
This doesn’t mean that I want all other cats dead or tortured. I’m kind to all
animals and I’m against all animal cruelty – the very reason why I’m a
vegetarian. It just mean that I will not trust a cat with..you know, anything.
However, let me also be clear,
that when I said I love dogs – which I really do, it means that I will love and
treat a dog, like a DOG! And not like a human being. I mean, sure it can be a
part of my family but it’s title will always be “my pet” or “my pet friend”. It
won’t be my brother or sister because, Gosh, that’s a huge insult on the side
of my parents, right? 😕I can’t fathom why you – a human being would want to
relate to a dog – which is a great animal, but still an animal. I’ve been to
houses where the dog’s owner goes like “hey Tommy, say hi to this akki (or
sometimes AUNTY)” which I take to be HUGELY offensive! I mean, I am no sister
or aunt of a DOG!!!????😒 Regardless how great and adorable that dog is! So yeah,
I’m weird like that.
I’m also a huge clean freak! I
very very VERY rarely let other people use my stuff and I’m pretty anal about
it. For an instance, if I felt that someone has used my soap – I will wash it
until I feel it’s uncontaminated once again. Yeah, I’m weird like that. So, if
I have ever shared anything of my personal stuff with you, consider yourself
very important and close to me (although I’d most probably have still washed it
after). This is also the very reason why I can’t stand having LICKED by any
animal – including dogs, regardless how much I love them! If by any chance they
licked me to show affection I would immediately run and wash that area using
soap. That’s hell a lot of germs and saliva (drooling from a mouth that was NEVER
brushed) and I can’t fathom how people stand that on their faces or sometimes
mouth!! Gross! 🤮
Same applies to babies! Yeah, this is when I get super weird –
so I’m told. People generally consider yucky things like poop and pee are “not
so yuck” when it’s done by a baby!!! That’s the most preposterous idea I have
ever heard. These people, they’re just okay to let the babies poop, pee, vomit
and idk do whatever the crap the baby wants on their clothes, on their face or
idk where and some don’t even change clothes or wash it off? As if it doesn’t
smell? Because a “baby” did it? Please! They say it doesn’t matter because
“it’s just a baby”!!! 🙄See, my brain, clearly can’t make sense of this logic. If
it’s yucky, it will be yucky, regardless the “age” of who does it. Right? There
is a famous story of me trying to throw away my little niece because she peed
on herself while I was holding her when she was very small – and I love my
niece to bits. So if you ever considered yourself to be sweaty or yucky at a
certain point, and I still tolerated you around – know that you’re like SUPER
important to me. 🥰
And you know the funny thing is, I myself have a condition
that I sweat a few times more than a normal person!!! Yeah, I’m weird like
that. SO weird that I sometimes find my own self yucky that I don’t get on to
my own the bed until I wash myself up and end up sitting on the floor. So, I
guess you understand. The weirdest part is that, although I sweat a lot, I can’t
use a fan because I’m super sensitive to dust and start sneezing my lungs out
in no-time. I also hate people touching my face and specially my hair, but hey,
I absolutely love hugs. Hugs are my favorite way of transferring positive
energy, love and care to someone who deserve it.🤗🤗Very complicated, I know!
I’m also highly opinionated. This
is actually something I’m trying to work on. Because you know, I can have an
opinion about almost everything and I might also be right – but it doesn’t mean
that other people out there really need to hear it right? They have other
things to do. So now, when my mouth is ITCHING to say something to something
that is completely irrelevant to me, mostly in Facebook, whatsApp or texts, I
sometimes type something and instead of sending it, I erase it – that way I
save the trouble and also get it out of my system. I’m also really very
sarcastic – although I really don’t mean any harm and feel really bad for other
people feeling bad! That.. is a weird combination, I know!
I love my mom.💓Beyond the life
itself. I believe that motherhood is the world’s deepest and purest bond that there
is, also making it the biggest pain and burden for a mother. Because she wants
to see her child well, healthy, safe and prosper - a mother’s heart will never
be at peace. It will never rest. Regardless how much her child loves or cares
about her, they will never be able to make it up to her, or pay it back making
it a never-ending debt and a burned on her child’s heart too. So yeah, I also
can’t understand why people make like more than one kid – one I understand
let’s say you want someone to take care of yourself when you grow old (but
what’s the guarantee in that too right?), but you know the trouble you went
through with that one kid, I can’t understand why would you opt to go through that
all over again. I know this is really weird, don’t blame me – I told you this
at the beginning!
I’ve been told I’m a good listener,
and a lot of people come to me with their issues and problems. Sometimes they
need advice; sometimes they just want someone to listen to them. I’m happy to
either in whatever the ways that I can, but then they want to hear about my
life too! That… doesn’t really work that way. Doesn’t mean that I don’t trust
you or anything, but that takes a different level of trust and bonding if I am
share my stories or rather insecurities with you. no hard feelings. Remember I am
weird!🤪
I also treasure my personal time and
personal space quite a lot! I also have a very small and a closed friend-circle
that is very near and dear to my heart. Most often than not, I don’t give a damn
about other people’s lives, but I become very protective of my inner circle so
sometimes if you get in, you might not be able to get out – even if you wanted
to. That….is a little sad, isn’t it? Bwaahaha… 😈
So, there you go peeps! 2 pages
of my weirdness. I know I am weird, and I guess I have made my peace with it
however. I know I’m weird and I have come to an understanding that this
weirdness makes me complete and wholesome! It makes me myself – for better or
worse. I know I’m weird, but that doesn’t bother me really – for I know there
is so much more to myself. I know I’m weird but embracing that weirdness was
probably the closest thing to self-realization I’ve had and that helps me
control and discipline myself better. I know I’m weird…. But hey, so are you! 😊
But you see, the beautiful thing about us humans is being “uniquely” weird.
That keeps us on our toes, makes us as natural as we can get and it allows the life flow through a never-boring
journey. So take it easy my friend, be gentle on yourself, know and believe
that you are enough while wholeheartedly embracing your weirdness – for there
is no one else like you!🤗
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