Mediocre

I've come to a realization lately how often we allow ourselves to be put into categories. We are placed into roles of gender, age, religious affiliations, education, unfortunate past occurrences. The things that we had no control over, like our parent's divorces or people that fell off the wagon along the way whom we've been forced to move on from-- they do not define us but we let them anyway.

We allow ourselves to dwell under the veil of victimization.

We define our childhoods by bad decisions on someone else's end.

We accept a mediocre label for a lifestyle society claims we will repeat.

It's so incredibly false.

Do cruddy things happen along the way? Yes, but they grow us, mend us, change us into people that recognize good & beautiful things as they are without being naive. They give us a deeper understanding of love as we watch some lose it. We hold people closer, even if it takes longer to develop the trust it takes to achieve that closeness. We are hardened and softened and just so many things along the way that make the journey that much richer. We fight to live above the standard of repetition and that's what we will do.

We all come broken & with pasts we aren't always proud of but we do not have to come as mediocre people. We are not products of whatever things happened to us that were beyond our control. We are not even products of the decisions that were directly ours. Sometimes we have to learn the hard way to make a bigger impression, a lasting one that keeps us in line.

When we say yes, let it to be a resounding yes, not a thought of yeah, I hope it works out, in relationships and in general. I hope you cast out all the ways you've allowed bad things to define you & make you feel mediocre to live above it, traveling down a road less traveled because you learned the hard way and are forever changed.

You are not mediocre, let that be what your life speaks.