Lucky

Song of the Day: Lucky by Britney Spears

When I was younger I remember telling a friend that she didn’t have any issues because she was pretty. (My own insecurities were loud when I look back at.) Giving no thoughts to the life she lived on a daily, it didn’t make sense that someone so pretty could have any other issues going on because they were, to me, so lucky. What else could you be worried about when you have so much going for you on top of beauty? Obviously, I didn’t think much outside of myself and how hard life felt for me especially when I wasn’t confident in myself. There was also no way anyone was going through as much as I was at the time. Now of course, I know that’s a lie.

The way I saw her is similar to the way people put celebrities on a pedestal. Believing them to be superior in some way because now they have money, not considering what they’ve went through to get to this point or what they have to do to keep it. What dynamics in their life affected them and how did their past make them into who they are? Fame is scary to me in that regard because why would I want everyone to see me and constantly judge who they think I am before even getting to know me, before they’ve gotten to connect with me on a human level.

You don’t even need to be a celebrity to get put on a pedestal. The thing is that the same hands they used to prop you up with will be the same hands they use when they push you off after you’ve not met their expectations. (I’ve been on both sides of it.) I’ve had to change my mindset, to stop judging people before I took the time to get to know them for myself. I’ve learned the importance of being willing to see and accept that as people we come with light and dark. After seeing them both in action do I decide whether a connection is worth the effort. I’ve been trying to be more open with others whether or not they’re accepting of me because I like me.