#41 ·
crimsonviper88 said:What’s your take on average people? You know, the ones who just want a totally mundane, run-of-the-mill life? People who don't care about big thrills or massive changes. They’re just settled into their routine, comfortable with it, and don't have any desire to shake things up.
Lately, I feel like I'm constantly fighting against being mediocre. I hate it. I can't stand people who are just... passive. Honestly, I might even say I feel something close to hatred toward them.
But here’s the thing that really gets to me: I think I’m becoming one of them. I have a small circle I hang out with most—we’ve known each other since high school, maybe five or six years now. They’re my real friends, the only ones I actually care about. Everyone else is just an acquaintance. But lately, I’ve realized this core group is exactly what I described above. Passive. Unwilling to change. Afraid of taking risks or finding excitement. It irritates the hell out of me because by hanging out with them, I’m basically forced to be like them. I don't have the energy to break out of this rut on my own. I don't *want* to be ordinary. But I don't have a social circle that actually pushes me to be different—one where I can actually be myself. The version of me I actually want to be.
Look, obviously I want to keep my friends. I love them, despite our differences. But how do you stop being so dependent on them? Everyone has their own needs and wants, but if the majority wants one thing, then the minority's desires—in this case, mine—just end up pushed aside...
How do you stop being dependent? Just look at me—never had a real friend in my life, now I’ve got one bestie and a boyfriend, and everyone else is just some acquaintance or a college classmate I have zero in common with. I was never "normal" and I don't plan on being—not to fit in, not to blend with the crowd, not for any other reason. I'm weird, I'm different from the masses, and honestly? I'm proud of it!
What's the point of having friends if you can't actually be yourself around them? Why stick around if they won't let you let your spirit run wild and escape all that mindless conformity?