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I was pretty much overjoyed the first time someone called me a freak. Back when I was a little'un I could never understand why I always had a difficult time getting along with people socially. The first time someone screamed FREAK!! at me, I realized in an instant that person was correct, that was the problem exactly. It felt right. It was quite a relief. If you don't know why you have a difficult time getting along with your peers, you might start to think you're flawed somehow, that there is something wrong with you. When that person screamed FREAK!! I realized in an instant that I was not flawed, just different, and if I had trouble getting along with someone it was not entirely due to my awkward social skills, but partly due to the other person being closed-minded about relating to people different from themselves. As I think back to my childhood, the time before that person labeled me that was was filled with insecurity, loneliness, and pain, whilst the time after that was filled with me expressing my freaky self joyfully. It's only painful to be insulted if you agree with the person who is cutting you down. People can say all sorts of shit and it would be nothing to you, if you were only confident in your self worth.
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Help us to be the always hopeful
Gardeners of the spirit
Who know that without darkness
Nothing comes to birth
As without light
Nothing flowers
-May Sarton
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