Because it is the beginning of October and the weirdness is beginning to come out (and in some cases, amplify) in most people, I want to take this opportunity to share my weirdness with you. Actually, I want to take it a step further and "embrace my weirdom," while at the same time challenging you to embrace your weirdom. I'm not gonna judge you, and those who truly love you will not judge you either.
I don't really know what normal is in terms of people. Everyone has their own definition of that word, but no one's definition is completely correct for everyone. I think that "normal" ought to be defined by each individual person, because otherwise it really cannot be applied to people. For example, what is normal for me might not be normal at all for any of my readers. Normality in my life consists of worshiping God, finger stabs, insulin injections, a love of reading, writing, and all other kinds of schoolwork, enjoyment in cleaning, anime, gaming, and many other things. I am not "normal," but that doesn't bother me. I like who I am, and I don't intend to be anything different. Let me explain my weirdom to you. I want to discuss the ways I am weird and attempt to explain to you why.
My Christian faith in the modern world would make me very weird. Especially the fact that I have completely given my life to Christ and I now let Him govern it. Even some of those who claim to be Christians do not live in such a way and they cannot understand why I do. It used to infuriate me, but I don't let it bother me anymore. I don't cuss, I don't drink, I don't party, I don't listen to music with an inappropriate message, I don't really date without a Godly purpose either. I don't do anything with my life that I don't feel like Jesus would approve of. I don't care who approves of it on this earth; if Jesus does not approve, then I refuse to do it. For example, I took an Ethics class in college semester (it was a required class). It was an online class in which we spent the entire 16 weeks arguing back and forth about who had "right" morals. We discussed things like premarital sex, abortion, murder, animal cruelty and other sensitive topics. The fun part was that the teacher was grading us based on her opinion of our personal morals. I actually got a failing grade on one of her questions because I refused to say that morals created God, when I knew that God has created everything. To me, that is normal. That is completely giving my life to Christ and allowing Him to use it for His will, not my own.
I like being this kind of weird. It literally gives my life purpose to live for Christ. It inspires me to see people around me living in such a way as well. In fact, I appreciate those people more than they know. I could go on, but I believe this could be an entire post, or perhaps even an entire blog on its own.
One of the big parts about being a diabetic is the finger stabs and insulin injections. I hate it when people tell me things like "I could never live like that!" or "How do you do it?" I do it because without it I would die. I do it because I've done it my entire life. I do it because it is normal for me. (I assure you, if you had to prick your finger 12 times a day and get a shot of insulin every time you ate to survive, you would do it too.) For the past 18 years of my life (since I was 10 months old) I have stabbed my finger at least 5 times a day. Until I was five (when I got an insulin pump for the first time) I checked my sugar ever 2 hours (twelve times a day). I also had to eat and get a shot of insulin every 2 hours. This was not fun, but it was normal for me. I now have an insulin pump and a dexcom (checks my sugar every 5 minutes and tells me a pattern of highs and lows), but I still check at least 5 times a day the traditional way. The insulin pump gets me off of shots, so I just have tubing hanging from me 24/7. There is tubing running from my body to the pump so it gives me a consistent flow of insulin, like an IV. This may seem weird to you, but I am actually grateful to have it. This kind of weird keeps me alive. It has helped to make me into who I am. I have learned over the years to embrace the disease. Actually, N
ovember 14th is International Type 1 Diabetes day and for the past 3 years I have had blue hair on that day. Blue is our color, so making my hair blue shows support and raises awareness. That is the kind of weird that I like. Crazy with a purpose. That is the kind of weird I want to embrace.
Another thing I mentioned above was a love of reading, writing, and all other kinds of schoolwork. Yeah, I think I'm the definition of nerd. I enjoy learning, so I seek opportunities to learn. I was home-schooled all the way through high school, so the world was my classroom. I have learned new things everywhere and now I know how to look for things I didn't previously know. I used to create algebra problems to help me sleep at night (even I admit that was too weird now...). I write every day about everything. I can take random things and find a way to fit them into a story. For example, I wrote a zombie story about one of my former workplaces. I like learning not just book things, but I like learning about people too. More often than not I am the listener in a conversation, because I learn more with silence than I do with speech. The lessons I learn from others can be more valuable than any amount of book lessons on this planet. That type of thinking is normal for me. If that is weird, then so be it.
I also mentioned that I like to clean. I'm not kidding. I've always liked to clean. It soothes me. I clean especially when I am incredibly stressed out, because it gives me a sense of peace. I learned why not that long ago while talking to a friend. Before I told him why, I didn't really know why myself. But I learned that cleaning up my physical clutter somehow helps me clean up my emotional and spiritual clutter. That is why it is normal for me to clean, because I'm not only cleaning up what people can see. Its hard to explain, but a good way to put it is that it is like cleaning my soul. I get somewhat unhappy when my house is messy and it begins to make me feel like a failure for some reason. It can also go the opposite way, though. When I feel too upset, I won't clean. Then it gets messy and makes it worse. The "pain" doesn't go away until I've cleaned up the physical, spiritual and emotional clutter. I guess that cleaning is just an outlet for me, kind of like crying is for most people. That is normal for me, no matter how weird it sounds.
I am going to clump anime and gaming together for the purposes of this post. Before I continue, let me just say
anime is not a cartoon. Both anime and games are a very neat form of art that often go unnoticed. Anime is many different forms of art, ranging from screenplay to the drawing of the characters. Everything that goes into just one episode is cared about deeply by the directors, so each one is a masterpiece that the directors are quite proud of. Games are most likely the same way, but I'm not positive of that. The graphics in some games are quite realistic, so one can imagine that the artist might have cared more for his project. (Side note: when I say games, I mean games like TERA or Slender, not bubbletown. I play those too, but for mindless amusement most of the time.) My favorite animes are Sword Art Online (and all of its other "seasons"), Blue Exorcist and Black Butler. I also like My Little Monster and Vampire Knight. I enjoy them for the storyline, because it inspires me as a writer. For example, SAO (Sword Art Online) had the most beautiful ending I have ever seen in any form of television series, movie, or other show. That gets my creativity working. That is part why I like anime so much. My absolute favorite game is TERA, but sometimes I play Five Nights At Freddy's when I decide I want to throw my computer across the room in terror (I am a very easy person to scare. I even jumped when an alien attacked me in Half-Life one time!). I love Zelda, but it is more of a workout for me than a relaxing experience. Especially when I die in the game. I play it on the Wii, and I refuse to play sitting down because I get very animated with the game. My little sister thinks it is hilarious. She also likes it when I play Five Nights At Freddy's for the reason I have mentioned. Autumn (my sister) is the one who got me into all of that to begin with. She is way more into anime than I am and she wanted to share that experience with me, so she got me into it a few years ago. That is why I like anime and games so much. We often use that for our "sister date," which is my absolute favorite day of the week! She is my best friend and I enjoy all the time I get to spend with her. I play games like TERA with her as a form of escape so I can get away from my crazy life for a little while. We watch anime for the same reason. It is more about the closeness with her than it is about the game or the show for me, although I enjoy that as well.
Some other fun facts about me that may or may not be weird is that I like to be outside. I love hiking, walking in nature, or basically anything I can do to "get lost." That doesn't usually go with the love of anime and/or games, but that's how I work. I also hate cooking, want 10 kids, only ever wear heels or converse (sometimes cowboy boots, but rarely anymore) and love to travel and drive my Jeep. I don't know how I'm going to feed my 10 kids without cooking, so I'll have to work on that.
Well, there are some fun facts about me. That is all the stuff that makes me "weird."
But what I wanted to say when I challenged you to "embrace your weirdom" was this: we are created as individuals, not one singular being. The things about you that might be considered weird are things that are included in your individuality. Embrace that! Tell the world about it! You are not "weird." You are unique. Individual. You. God created you for a reason and I'm certain the reason was not to follow the multitudes. Embrace who He created, because He definitely doesn't make mistakes!
So, please. Go forth and be weird. Embrace your individuality. And if you want to, leave me a comment telling me what makes you "weird" and why. I would love to hear from you!
