I began to compare myself to others, and set unrealistic standards for myself. I was going to get a 4.0 and ace every chemistry test this semester. I was going to be the leading scorer on the water polo team. I was going to be the perfect sister for Kole: come home to multiple baseball games, willingly help him on his homework and not worry about when mine was going to get done, and be somebody he could turn to for advice. I was going to be the perfect counselor and write all of my campers a handwritten and personalized letter this semester, and plan several get-togethers for Cho-Yeh counselors at A&M. I was going to be the ideal friend, and always be able to talk and read into what was going on in my friends’ life.
Truth is: those are all unrealistic. I am horrible at science, and even after studying a bunch; I still barely pass those tests. I am the smallest starter and play on the outside – not exactly leading scorer type build or position. I cannot come home on random weeknights or every weekend to watch Kole play baseball. I’m not always around when he needs help and I do get frustrated at times. I can’t honestly write 120+ handwritten and personalized letters so that each camper gets one. I am not great at planning huge get togethers and meshing other peoples schedules to make it work. I am not always able to know when something is wrong with my friends, and I’m not the best at calling to check in as I should be.
Truth is: that’s okay.
This is me. And being “me” is good enough. I am hyper, sassy, and a bit sarcastic. I laugh until I can’t breathe. I have the ability to act like I’m a 5 year old and not care if I’m judged for it. I am loving, caring, and genuine. I’m real. I like to listen to my music a bit too loud. I have a tendency to be a klutz. I am a smart-allec. I’m incredibly stubborn. I burn popcorn without even trying. The good, the bad, the ugly… this is me. And “me” is good enough. I don’t have to be perfect.
Take THAT stinkin’ devil!
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