Monday, June 13, 2016

Sometimes My Mind Plays Tricks on Me.

Hello! My name is Brooke.  I've been wondering what to post about for my first blog post.  I've been sitting at my computer off and on for a couple of days staring at a blank screen. Today, I've been listening to Pandora, and it came to me.

A couple of weeks ago my boyfriend, Sean, and I were talking about the music that we miss most - punk rock, etc.  He said to me "I miss angsty white guys singing about life's problems, politics, and relationships." So ever since then I've been on a pretty hard punk rock/pop punk binge phase.

Sitting here tonight, listening to bands like Sum 41, Green Day, and Blink 182, I realized that I wanted to write about how hard it is to hang on to the teenager/genuine person you were and turn that person into a successful adult.

When I met Sean, I was thirteen years old, and I sat next to him on the bus wearing a Slipknot t-shirt, ripped jeans, and I had purple hair.  Let's be honest, that was the coolest I will ever be. For years I spent so much of my effort trying to come across as "grown." I tried to dress more girly, with nicer clothes that I thought I was supposed to wear, I bought expensive makeup, got my nails done regularly, and bought expensive perfume and handbags.  As I have moved further into my mid twenties, and I work in a professional environment, I have to have "natural" hair (no purple for me), and I have to dress professionally. What no one said was that I couldn't still be edgy - or be myself; so it has been my mission for the last couple of years to mix "adulting" with who I perceive myself to be - I'm still that edgy thirteen year old somewhere inside who wants to dye her hair fun colors, and wear band tees and studded belts. I am also a twenty-five year old professional, who has to lead others, go to meetings, and do adult things. What did I do? I channeled that thirteen year old and said "F it, I'm going to be me."

Since I started incorporating more "me" into my life, I feel like I've been a much happier and healthier person.  I'm no longer ashamed to tell my coworkers that with my vacation time I am driving to Ohio with my boyfriend and friends to see a three day metal concert, I'm not trying to pretend I want to go see Drake concerts with them, or any of that.

I won't say it it's easy, but it's important not to lose sight of who you are in order to portray yourself as a professional/acceptable adult.  It's okay that my favorite designer isn't Lilly Pulitzer - that it's Alexander McQueen.

Whatever that means for you, just hold on to who you are.  And remember - no one likes you when you're twenty-three anyways.


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