Being different

As I was browsing through, this image struck my thoughts.
Being different, it does cost you a lot. Don’t it?  When I was a kid, I was comparatively fatter, almost an idiot like I am now, and lil lost always. No one could accept me as I was or perhaps I can say even now.
I didn’t have a similar mindset, as I didn’t look for things that others looked for, I was different. I chose different things, tried different things, loved different things.
But one day, I was questioned for my choices, because I never hated the things that others hated. Was it my fault?
It was not, still, I was blamed for it.
And again I became different from what I was earlier… I just lost me.
#sreepriyawrites #mystory #mythoughts #beingdifferent


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