Lone Ranger

I’ve always thought of myself as the underdog. Growing up I’ve heard just about every comment that took a jab at my self-confidence. From “Why don’t you dress more girly?” to “You’re soooooo short” to “You can’t do that, you’re not like that” to “You’re too innocent.” The list goes on. Maybe I’m just sensitive? Now I’m not saying any of those comments are wrong or that being anything like those comments is bad. It’s the intention behind it is where the problem lies. I felt like where people were coming from when they said these things was to belittle me or make me feel stupid.

So what if I was or am those things? Would that be a problem to you? I found the more I tried to follow the crowd the unhappier or lost I felt. I’ve always had a thing for the people who rise above quietly. The people who continue to stay true to themselves no matter what the status quo thinks. More than likely it’s the people who are quick to make comments or put others down are the insecure ones. It took many years to be confident in who I was and accept myself for who I am. I would not trade that for the world.

I feel like as the underdog I always find it more rewarding when you beat the odds and people around you had no idea you could do it. The moments where you feel like giving up but you push through the difficulties. The moments of no matter how stupid you look doing something you love you still don’t care. Even no matter how many people talk down about your passions or hobbies. I love stories of success and people becoming who they really are. Which is what is leading me to continue to write my first feature! I won’t lie there are still days I feel weak and useless but trust me we are capable of making our dreams come true. We just got to keep fighting the fight and keep focusing on the prize.

I would like to give a shout out to those who don’t care what others think, the ones that don’t care about status, the ones who aren’t afraid to be themselves! Team Underdog keep on keeping on!