I wanted to write a little bit about myself and what I’ve experienced in my time meshing my personality with others. This post doesn’t really coincide with most of my other articles but I did want to talk about something I’ve struggled with, and come to terms with the years that have passed; so here it is:
Be yourself, if I could give any advice, because you will be at your happiest state in the long run.
I’ve spent the majority of my life misunderstood by 99% of the people I come in contact with. Not necessarily in a bad way, it’s not like I don’t get along with people, but finding someone I can actually be me and talk about the things I want to talk about has been a challenge. Most people seem to be able to just go about their lives talking about what’s around them in the present; which I struggle with. I feel like I’m always thinking about something that isn’t right in front of me. I quite often speak metaphorically, and very deep. I like to analyze a situation and dig into why something is the way it is, instead of observing what’s actually going on in that moment.
I’m very different, to say the least. I use to work for a company called Trustworthy Painters; from when I was fresh out of high school until I was 24. For many years I was surrounded by great people, but I could never strike up a conversation. What they talked about were always topics like: Girls, current events, their friends, or work. I would always be thinking to myself: Why are these people saying these things, and why are they in the position they’re in? Well I know the reason is because they need to put food on their table, and painting pays pretty well for easy work, so why not. Basically I do love people, but I can never relate because I always have all these ideas rushing through my head that aren’t anything to do with what’s going on in the present.
For example: Politics, this might be a weak example because of course politics is an event that is happening at all times, but at time I would try and discuss how ridiculous I thought it was that Stephen Harper was actually going to win an election. For some reason I could never get anyone’s attention. My co-workers found politics to be a joke and their theory was: “There’s no point of voting, we are so minuscule that even if we vote, it won’t make any difference.” This made me very infuriated, but I’ve had to learn over the course of my life that I have to let these kinds of things go, because all my input is going to do is stir the pot, and put me on awkward terms with my co-workers. This left me stumped as to what I could contribute to the companies social circle. My boss liked me, I had the work ethic, I got along with all my co-workers, but we just didn’t click.
Luckily I found a girl this week that is exactly like me; we’ve had very in depth conversations about everything I stated above, as well as communicated on a level that I have never found myself with anyone I’ve ever met. We decided we’re going to spend a lot more time together, and I’m quite ecstatic.