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Am I enough?
Ever wondered what it takes to be different than the rest?
While we were young, we were taught to be different than the people around - thats how we would grow up, and develop our identity, was all we were told and taught.
Fortunately- unfortunately, I was born different.
I looked different, I behaved different, I talked different, I even thought different.
I was happy, because I was putting into action what we were all sold. Lest I knew, what that would make me feel when I entered the real world.
For women, it's important to fit a conventional prototype. The world has made moulds into which women should fit.
She has to look a certain way, dress up a particular way, talk-walk-behave a peculiar way.
But sadly, I wasn't exactly that - rather, far away from that.
I didn't fit the conventional beauty standards;
I was fast and furious, ambitious, workaholic, career-oriented, a go-getter - exactly how women shouldn't be.
All throughout my childhood and teenage, I was made to feel different, because I was probably a misfit. But I was too naive to blame others, so I blamed myself for being an introvert, and the black sheep.