Being a teenager in this century comes with a lot of expectations.
Look pretty enough.
Have a boyfriend.
Wear the right clothes.
Do the right things.
Love to party.
And on and on and on...
Looking at this list, there's no wonder I'm such a "freak" by the standards of my peers.
I won't lie and tell you it's not hard to be who I am. I crave being loved, feeling like I am truly wanted and needed and appreciated. But here's the God's honest truth:
I'm not sorry for who I am.
I'm not sorry that I don't get wasted every weekend. I'm not sorry that I'm waiting for sex until I'm with a guy who truly loves me. I'm not sorry that I'm honest. I'm not sorry that I care too much. I'm not sorry.
This isn't my way of saying I'm perfect and people just need to deal with it. Not at all. I know I have many faults. My issue is that the things people see as "faults" in me are the things that I believe should be desired and appreciated. My honesty. My kindness. My empathy. That kind of stuff.
I've spent far too long trying to be what everyone else wants and expects me to be. That ends now. God created me in His image, for a beautiful purpose. If He loves who I am, why in the world shouldn't I?