I know I certainly have! I've been lumped into the "all women are crazy" statement many times. But I've also been attacked personally and have been called crazy (and my personal favorite) cray-cray.
I have to admit, initially these labels hurt. The people spewing these words never took the time to understand who I was or why I am the way I am. The use of the word 'crazy' is generally seen as demeaning and negative, and is used to label people who are different. I was ashamed. I hated it. I stopped being myself. I stopped being proud and became afraid of showcasing my true colors.
But do you know what I have to say to all those people now?
Go ahead! CALL ME CRAY-CRAY!
Let's face it, we're all crazy in our own little ways, aren't we? We're all different. We're all unique. And here's a little secret I've come to learn: THAT'S A GOOD THING!!!
Most of my life, I was afraid to be myself around others. I was afraid of how I'd be judged and what people would think, and being called crazy certainly didn't help. What if they didn't like me? What if they made fun of me? What if they thought I was stupid or inferior?
But you know what? None of that matters! If someone makes fun of you because you carry an 80's plastic sparkly Snoopy lunchbox, complete with matching thermos, don't let it stop you! Brush off their comments and continue rocking your Snoopy lunchbox with pride!
I'm 33, and it took me until I was 31 to realize that I shouldn't hide myself from others. I wish I would have figured that out sooner. But at the end of the day, the important thing is that I FIGURED IT OUT! I shouldn't be afraid to be me, and neither should you! If someone doesn't like me because I get feisty or because I have tattoos or (formerly) blue hair, then it's their loss. I wouldn't want them in my life, and true friends won't stop loving me for any of those reasons!
I grew up in an Irish-Catholic family. Both of my parents were conservative, and just the thought of getting a tattoo or dying my hair (even a natural color) would have been scandalizing. Even cutting my hair or changing the style was something that they frowned upon. I thought my family would look down on me or be ashamed if I did anything different, so I never did.
Then, about two years ago, I decided I didn't want to conform any longer. I went in to the salon and told my stylist I wanted a fun color. And this was the result! (please note the Balrog on my dress...because it's pretty epic...and for the record, Gandalf is on the back!)
Are you still afraid to rock your craziness out in public? DON'T BE! Be yourself and embrace it! Take that negativity and make it positive! Be proud to be you!
Now it's your turn! Share something quirky, or dare I say crazy, about yourself that you aren't afraid to rock with epic confidence! I'd love to hear how you #embraceyourcrazy!