Today I wished I was perfect! Today has not been the first time I dreamed of not making a single mistake. As I kid I was often picked on for any little thing. I was not only criticized by peers but adults as well. People talked about how I looked, such as the fact that I have big eyes, full lips, or sandy colored hair. I was also picked at for how I talked and in particular how I dressed. I had my own style that was quite like everyone else. I was an individual who just did not fit the stereotype of a 80s baby!
I did not really fit any of the cliches you see on any movie about teens. I was too black at times to fit in with whites and too white at times to fit in with blacks. I was not weird enough to be with the goth and emo kids and definitely not cool enough to be with the popular. To the nerds I was not nerdy enough (whatever that means!). I just did not fit any category or label people had to offer. I just was not perfect enough to be categorized at all!
I wished in that moment I was perfect without flaws and that nothing bad would happen to me. I became angry that God allowed for such stupid stuff to happen to me. I wished God had made me to be perfect to never do or say anything wrong. I then came to myself that no one is perfect despite how some people may portray themselves. I also realized that since I am not a judgemental person I probably never realized some of the mistakes made. I never shamed them in front of others when they screwed up because that is not who I am! I am a flawed person that does not fit into any clique! I know one thing for sure I am not perfect!