It's Whatever

Perfect

Why does everyone try to make me someone i'm not? Is who I am not good enough for them?

People say be yourself, but what if when I try to be myself I get shut down, ignored, hated on, talked over, picked on, and over all people trying to change me to fit there mold and idea of what the perfect person is. I am tired of people talking over me, pushing my ideas away, ignoring me, shutting me down cause they don't want to hear the truth. I have chosen if I can't be myself then I will be a part of me that is accepted.

Violet...

A pretty color and a name that not many people name their child. A name I have given a part of me.

Anxiety...

A part of me that I know too well. The part of me that was given the name Violet Storm.....

Violet Storm.....

A little play on words that is basically is Violent storm cause my anxiety is so bad that it is indeed a violent storm. little help from Thomas Sanders and his anxiety Virgil Sanders, now I have the perfect name for my anxiety.

All the time in school my anxiety is alert and paranoid. I don't like being anxious, but it is who I am or well a part of me I can't escape. I let me anxiety be present in public so I think twice before saying something I may regret.

At the end of the day all I know is the perfect does not exist except for in the eyes of the beholder. Perfect means something different for each person, so why can't we just agree that everything is perfect just the way it is?! We should just except that everyone and everything is perfect just the way they have it instead of trying to make people fit your mold, because ours flaws makes us perfect and different from anyone else.

Perfect isn't perfect....

But

It's Whatever