What is the accepted image? I just asked 3 teen Yankees sprawling on the train to sit properly and uncross their legs so the people in front of them could properly stand on this crowded train. I told them quietly in English as not to embarrass them. He said in English, Japanese please. So I told them in Japanese. They all sat up and uncrossed their legs. When they got up, we smiled at each other politely. 2 of them said Sorry to me in English. Its ok. I asked in English because I didnt want to embarrass you. We connected in that moment. I like japan for this. If you have the directness to say something, theres no physical danger. Its mostly attempts to create an image. A tough image. A dont-mess-with-me-and-my-crew-of-5 image. But deep down theres sweetness in then the roughest teens with badly self-inked tattoos. An innocence. I guess we are all the same. We want to fit in. Be accepted. Be loved. I know I do. Today Im wearing heels. I dont like heels. Im wearing them to fit in. When I wear them, I cant skate. And thats what I love to do. Well, I couldnt today because of the wet roads. And this dress. I deliberated on what to wear to fit in. And sneakers or flip flops wouldnt match it. The way I eat--yes, for my health, but really to hide the weight symptoms that show Ive been sick for over a year and not show the weight to fit in this slim society like Im healthy again. But its not solving anything the way I hoped it would. My eagerness. I just wanna be loved. Im uncrossing my legs and showing my poorly inked tattoo in my heart. Im smiling at you. Lets be direct. What do you do to fit in? Please share.
Posted on: Sat, 05 Jul 2014 08:49:59 +0000
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