being youtiful

I’m posting this even though I was kind of afraid that everybody would suddenly think I was vain without getting what I’m trying to say through this post; but since my mantra lately has been ‘be yourself’ that would be plain hypocritical, so I’m posting this anyway in the hopes that you understand the message I’m trying to say to you.

A funny thing happened to me, and I’m not sure when it started. Even writing about it is weird, because I hadn’t thought that much about it until a while ago when it was brought to my attention. Sometime in the past few years, I became popular. Popular is a weird word. Growing up, I always associated it with the snobby girls in books, walking around with their shampoo-commercial hair and their entourage of brainless minions, stealing boyfriends behind other girl’s backs and spreading rumors about them after school. That’s what I always thought being ‘popular’ meant. And so it shocked me when I realized that I had become popular, and not in the way I’d always thought. I don’t actually know many people around where I live, so around the time my family moved to Georgia, I began to make internet friends. I was first known as Angelica from GirlsHorseBarn, where I won my first writing contests for short stories and younger girls began to look up to me. It was weird, but I liked it. Then I began to blog, and once I got past my LOTR-obsessed stage and began to actually blog about things other than hobbits and movie quotes, I got popular again. This time I was known as Earwen – I was still an elvish freak, but I began to make connections with people all over the place. Then I got a Facebook and slowly, I began to have a group of friends. Many of them were people I knew from blogger or real-life friends from Washington, but then I joined reading groups and I grew to know tons of hilarious, awesome, crazy people. I felt at home with them; they were (are) some of the best non-family friends I have. I was suddenly closer to the center of my online social circle. I was constantly complimented and talked about and people wanted to be my friend. I slipped into a breezy kind of popularity without thinking about it, and it wasn’t until a short while ago that it really hit me over the head. What on earth had I done to become popular? Nothing really, that I could think of. I went through a short identity crisis a few years ago where I realized I wasn’t coming across online as my real self, and so I turned that around. I guess what I had done was decide to just be me. Not Angelica, not Earwen, but Mirriam. And Mirriam, ladies and gentlemen, is a dork. Mirriam is a geek with a short temper and a really loud laugh and a headful of frizzy, curly hair. Mirriam has trouble keeping anything but her room clean, even when it’s her job. Mirriam has the worst memory of anyone she knows for anything important, but can keep hundreds of movie quotes, song lyrics, band members, authors, and story ideas filed in alphabetical order. Mirriam completely loves her life and finds it easier to be completely honest with writing than speaking. Mirriam can be forward and cause problems and do embarrassing things that are regretted later. Mirriam says things she doesn’t mean and can never take back and she draws all over herself in pen anad doesn’t usually do much with her hair or wear anything but jeans and tees. Mirriam leaves on her blue fingernail polish until it chips off because she’s too lazy to swipe it away with remover. Mirriam is a geek who does voice imitations at all the wrong times and has a gift for entertaining other people with mistakes. Mirriam sleeps in way longer than she actually wants to because she can’t drag herself out of bed and listens to music that nobody else likes, so she tries to get them to like it along with her because it’s more fun that way. Mirriam is the pickiest book-reader and movie-watcher she knows and she says she’s fine even when she’s not because she doesn’t want other people to worry, especially since her not-fine moments don’t last very long. Mirriam tends to be lazy when she’s doing something she doesn’t want to do, and she plasters pictures and things all over her walls and her closet is a wreck except for the few weeks once a year after she cleans it out. Mirriam forgets to do her devotions and then tries to make up for it by doing two or three. Mirriam has no particular clothing style and tends to like things that don’t actually look good on her.

To shorten the above, Mirriam is as imperfect as a person can be. She’s messed up and weird, but she doesn’t mind. I don’t mind. Because flaws, I can work on and weirdness, I wouldn’t want to change. And once I decided to just be myself, and not bother about what other people thought of my personality, I became a friend to people. I love my friends. I love sending them pictures when they’re sad, or swapping songs, or spazzing about characters, or teasing. I’ve known some people in the past who acted one way in front of people and another way behind their backs. I think other people can sense this. So the moral of this story, is that people want someone who isn’t afraid to be real and genuine and imperfect. People want someone who is friendly and doesn’t mind being crazy with them, someone they can fangirl with one second and have a deep, heart-to-heart conversation with the next.

I’m messed up, so I don’t pretend not to be. I don’t want anybody to think I’m not messed up; and you shouldn’t, either. Because you aren’t perfect; but you’re beautiful. You make mistakes, but I love you for it. Pretending to be someone you aren’t won’t get you what you want, and in the end, it will only make you unhappy. I’ve been as honest and open with you as I think it’s possible for me to be, and I don’t regret anything about it. Don’t be afraid to be you because whoever you are, God created you. Not who you think you should be. I may lose my popularity one day. I may say something that will hurt someone’s feelings and they’ll stop being my friend. I may be a trend that will go out of style in the internet world. Whatever happens, though, I’ll always be myself. I’ll get better, I’ll strive to be more Christlike and to live for Him.

So don’t be afraid to grow and change, but have the courage to stay you no matter what life throws at you. Going with the flow is easier, but going against it is much, much better.

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27 thoughts on “being youtiful

  1. Three cheers for it! 🙂 I so heartily enjoyed this post, Mirriam! Thanks for writing it. I guess I’ve always been myself. My blog has always been what you might call eclectic because *I’m* what you might call eclectic. I’ve tried to be eloquent Abigail or wild Jenny, or organized Anybody Else, but it doesn’t work. I am me and that’s all there is to it. So thanks for speaking out on the issue. And being popular is not so bad. This might sound vain too, but in a little way I think I’m popular in our circle of friends. Not in a “Oh you’ve gotta meet this girl!” way, but in “everyone thinks kindly of me” way. It’s nice to be loved.

    • You ARE popular 🙂 You should have heard my friend Ashley be like “OHMYGOODNESS IT’S RACHEL! SHE’S SPEAKING TO YOU!”
      I’ve tried being other people; but really, it just doesn’t work and the effort never lasts very long 😄

  2. I partly agree, and I partly disagree. 😛 I’m not offending or anything! Please don’t take me wrong, but as I did make all the effort to read the whole article (while I should have been studying History :P) I would like to share my point of view in this matter. Not too long ago my cousin and I had a chat about it and it was an interesting share of ideas.

    I agree that it’s important not to allow society and “what people might think of me” rule our way of being and cause us to want to change who we are in order to please the superficiality of today’s world. But I’ve found that, as this idea becomes popular, esp. around feminist circles (here in Sp it’s awful, really!) – that it’s important to be you and be accepted however you are and whatever your attitude is, by this, people are subtly and silently putting their consciences at ease, if you know what I mean. They think that “Oh, I have *such-and-such* bad habit, or bad attitude, or *whatever it is*, but that’s how I am, so why change myself if people will/should accept me as I am?” They deny their responsibility and think that change is not needed.

    My conclusion would be that we shouldn’t change ourselves to please the world’s and society’s pattern and their demands, but rather better ourselves in order to live better for and please the Lord. We are we, and I am me, but as you said, my flaws I can work on, in order to better myself to live up to God’s standards. Change IS needed, but not to be popular and please the world, but to “go against the flow” and please the Lord. 🙂

    This said, I’m happy you have such a large group of friends, and that you’re able to share and enjoy your time with them! 😀

    • Oh, definitely! You have excellent points which, believe it or not, I was (still am) going to cover in my next blog post; about how it actually DOES matter how others view you if you’re a Christian.I agree with you! ^.^ Interesting discussion, methinks.

  3. GREAT post, Mirriam! I know what you mean, and I’ve been there too. With the whole LOTR fan crazies and everything, I kid you not! I was known as Dagorwen and Elenthoniel for a long time around the webs… and then I decided to go by Nichole and… well. You get the idea. ^_^ But I must say, during this wonderful week of thankfulness, I’m really thankful for the internet, because without it I would never have met you. ^_^ And after reading this post, I feel more than ever that we are like kindred spirits… seriously, I was nodding along to just about every one of your points. lol! Now you’ve made me want to go and write a post like this of my own. haha! *hugs*

    Do me a favor, will ya? Never stop being you. Ever. 😀

  4. Well your definitely one of the most awesome (and honest!) Internet person I know 😉
    I like this post though!! Reminds me of when I was in 6th and didn’t get along well with my classmates so I became a joke pretty much. Haha perfect example of what NOT to do 😄

  5. I wish I could put some high, up-lifting, beautiful message for you. But seeing as I’m this quirky kid, obviously I’m not going to get anywhere with that, trust me, I’ve tried. I just wanted to say that perhaps “messed up” isn’t what your are, there isn’t much of a way to describe it that makes sense, seeing as the only thing that comes to mind is “perfectly imperfect” or “quirky”, but not messed up :). You may be imperfect, but we absolutely love you.

  6. Love this post, Mirriam! You’re certainly one of my favorite bloggers, and discovering your blog was truly wonderful. And, of course, I have to support my fellow Washingtonians (it doesn’t matter that you don’t live here anymore– once a Washingtonian, always a Washingtonian. 🙂 )

  7. I love how you can put how I feel into words so perfectly, and so much better than I probably ever could, without even knowing that that’s how I feel. I’m not popular, on the webs or otherwise, but I know exactly what you mean about being yourself. All to often I find myself playing my own little real life game of pretend, acting more like a character than myself. Usually that happens more in the internet world than the real one, but it’s still not me. I try to justify it by thinking it’s normal because we moved so recently, but I know better. I even try to convince myself that it is me, just a ‘new’ me. Anyway, fantastic post!!! I really, really loved it!!! And thank you, I think this also really opened my eyes about myself!!!

  8. Great post. In vernacular you are REAL. Being genuine and honest is refreshing when everyone else seems to be a clone of some sort or another. In part, I understand why others hide behind masks, failing to identify their true selves. It is sort of a self protective mechanism to avoid pain and hurt that many are so ready to inflict. It takes a courageous person to be so open and vulnerable.

    I spoke to your dad about your success as a writer among your many gifts just the other day. I am certain that he and your mom are blessed to have you all as their children, each with your own unique talents and peculiarities.

  9. 😀 I Love this post!!! I actually started following you when you were still on blogger and CRAZY about LOTR, so I have seen the changes from Earwen to Mirriam!

    Just out of curiosity, do you like wordpress better than blogger? I have been considering changing over to wordpress but I am not sure yet.

  10. Oh, Miri. You. Are. Amazing. I used to be in public, then private school. I wanted to be popular and liked, so I tried being boring like everyone else. I hated it, but I wanted that. Once I started homeschooling, I decided I didn’t want stupid things like that anymore. I wanted to be me. I’m so glad I’m not the only one and LET’S HEAR IT FOR US WEIRD, FUN-LOVIN’, SEMI-LAZY GIRLS!

      • Oh yeah, girlfriend!!! 😀 I can be me and not care! We is fuuuuuuun! Also, HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!!!! I’m thankful that you’re such a wonderful person and that I “met” you over the internet (wonderful thing, ain’t it? :P) and that you love God and try to do His Will. You’re amazing. Don’t change and be you! ❤

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