Autumn is in the air. Leaves are starting to turn red. In 6 days I am moving to university. September is the month of change. The weather gets colder. I’m starting a new adventure!
I’m excited for university! Mainly the course part, after wasting so much time in my gap year it will be nice to feel good at something and working hard again. I’m not keen on welcome week. It will be fun but as a pessimistic introvert with social anxiety I can only handle so much.
I’m using this as a chance to be reborn. Change myself. Be more myself. I have thinking about a quote lately. It’s just a little quote from a Ghibli film I watched recently. It was “Always believe in yourself. Do this and no matter where you are, you will have nothing to fear”. It’s really stuck with me. Because maybe if I do believe in myself and stop all the self hatred. I might feel better when I’m alone.
After highschool being one version of me and college being another. I spent my gap year in a blank mode. I had my interests and my personality. But I’ve been pretty blank. I haven’t had much fashion sense as I have spent my time in pjs or work clothes. Usually sunk on the couch feeling sad. Don’t get me wrong I have had fun too! But this year I have really let my unwillingness to be alive take over.
But enough of living in the past. My gap year was a great and well needed break. I hope I stay close to my friends through uni. College blessed me with a wonderful set of friends. I love them so much. They are all so original and unique and just hearing from them makes me happy. Luckily one of my best friends is gonna visit me often as they aren’t going university. I hope I make new friends too!
I want to go on adventures! I want to learn loads! It’s really scary and I’ll be completely alone but I am welcoming this change. I’m ready to work hard and live.
The season is changing and with them, I’m beginning to change too.
I’ve been trying to be happy lately. It’s kinda working. I ignore my bad thoughts or I’ve been distancing myself. I have a great imagination so it’s easy to drift from reality time to time.
I’m not as upset with myself. I still hate myself but I’m trying to handle it better. I’ve been reading a lot of books, writing my stories and drawing again. It’s helping. I feel good about myself when I’m writing my stories and drawing. I can see myself improving. It’s nice to feel good at something.
Especially since I haven’t felt excited for anything lately. I haven’t been speaking to my friends as much. Whether that is just through lack of conversation or they have finally seen how much of a loser I am and decided to ditch me I don’t know. It’s comic con this weekend too. I have probably the best cosplay I have ever had. I’m still not excited. Because something will probably go wrong. Or I’ll just look terrible as usual.
I have 3 main stories. With 2 being linked and set in the same universe only 300 years apart. I live through them sometimes. Strong protagonists go on wild adventures, make interesting friends and usually are noticed and loved by many. Most of my stories come from dreams. With me being the protagonist and people I know being in it too. If I think it’s good I write it down. Change the characters to suit the story. Then I build from there.
I believe writers base a lot of there stories and things within them off their own lives and people they know. Frankly one of my protagonists is what I wish I was. Strong, smart, respected by many, looked up too and beautiful. I like to escape into my fantasies. I create stories with depth, character development and interesting tales. It makes me happy. Because I know I’m good at something.
I think I am being creative again because it makes me happy. Embarrassed because I hope people don’t think I’m being stupid. But happy nonetheless. It feels good to feel good about myself.
Slowly I am opening up to the concept of loving myself and likening who I am. I know now that no one cares about me. (Except for my family of course) So I should care about myself and make myself feel good. I think I’m really imaginative and great at creating stories!
And you know what? It feels really good to like something about myself! I haven’t felt pride like this in a while. Hopefully this feeling grows because it would be nice to be happy in reality and not just in my fantasies.
I’ve always been a wallflower. I go unnoticed and I’m not really missed. It doesn’t bother me too much. Just somethings get me really upset.
I guess I like attention but I wouldn’t say I’m an attention seeker. I just would like to be noticed once in a while. I guess that’s why I loved media in college so much. I was top of the class. Literally I got the highest grade and that’s because I worked the hardest. Sweat, blood and a lot of tears went into my work and it was noticed! People used to ask me for advice! My teacher would praise me. Not a lot because he was kinda serious and critical all the time (which helped me get an A in my coursework so fair enough). Also I have realised every media teacher I have met has come across mellow and dead inside. You can see why I find them so relatable and easy to speak too.
But anyway. It just felt nice that someone noticed how hard I worked. How I had been that stressed I had messed up my health. I wasn’t sleeping well and I cried a lot. Because I wanted and needed to do so well. It’s weird but because I was so good I’m scared of what I’m going to be at university. I feel like I have to be one of the best. In my other classes I still worked hard. I wasn’t really noticed for it though. I wasn’t really noticed in a lot of things.
I think over time I’ve just came to except that I’m a wallflower. I don’t really stand out. I’m not that special. I’d say I’m funny and have a really good imagination but that’s about it. It used to really upset me. How I was never the one that everyone wanted to be like or be friends with. I was never the one people praised for hard work. I didn’t really stand out to anyone no matter how hard I tried.
That used to upset me. But lately I have been trying to change how I think. Try to be more optimistic. I think I’m a hidden gem. I go unnoticed and I don’t really stand out, but when I am noticed people see how special I really am. They see that I am an extremely loyal and caring friend. They see that I have an amazing imagination and have being drawing and writing stories since I could. They see that I’m really good and motivated in work I care about.
I’ve finally accepted that I’m a wallflower. Because no one said the wallflower can’t be beautiful. And it’s time I started seeing myself as such. Just because I’m not noticed by everyone doesn’t mean I can’t notice how great I truly am! This has got to be the first time in years I have allowed myself to feel good about who I am. It feels nice and light!
The sound of droplets hitting the wide open window and the smell of rain never fail to calm me. With the lamppost being close to my room every raindrop looks like a star on the window. Each one twinkling in the lamp post light. I can hear my family breathing or snoring in there sleep around the house.
Things like this. I will miss this. Just the feeling of being at home. The warmth of the house and the cold of the outside. The feeling that I am completely safe and that this is where I belong. The feeling that no matter how bad my day is I can come home to the people that love me.
Being with family or even just people you love can make the world seem like a prettier place. A simple storm and open window become a night sky full of glistening droplet stars.
Just being in a house full of love can make everything better.
2016. What a year right. So much has happened and usually I will be sad a bout waving goodbye to the old year. This time however I am throwing it into the bin. I have had worse years. 2014 likes to poke its horrid face into my memories occasionally. But 2017 I will start a new. I won’t bore you with the overused bable of losing weight, being healthy and the other New Year resolutions most people make.
For me it really is a new start. (With 17 being one of my favourite numbers I have high hopes, which is something in itself being as pessimistic as I). I have so many adventures I want to go on this year. I’m starting uni I’m going to different countries I’m going to meet new people. I am going to change myself entirely. To become the me I want to be.
Time to take the first step.