Sometimes It's Mainly Fear
Mostly I don’t pay much mind to what people say. I know that I am a little bit odd for some folks and I for sure march to the beat of a different drummer. Well maybe not drummer, if you know what I mean, a different beat for sure. I know that not everyone is going like me anymore than I’m going to like them. I have long accepted the fact that there will always be someone that I am too something for, too loud, too outspoken, too something. It’s all part of the human experience. From a very young age I believed that being the best me I could be was the right thing to do. I just always trusted that God made me and that there must be something right with that even when there were people who didn’t think so. And there were plenty of people who didn’t. They thought that I should be more like them. That’s the core it. Plenty of people wanted me to be like them rather I actually was or not. That just never felt very loving to...