Weird

Every time I fly, I buy a scratch off lottery ticket… 4 of them, because when my siblings and I flew with my dad, he bought scratch off lottery tickets for us. We’d read the rules, I always used a quarter, and we’d scratch in anticipation.

Every time I play bingo, I spend 20 dollars on pull tabs. I only spend 20 dollars because it’s all my dad would spend. And whether it’s one dollar or 450 dollars… I still get excited.

I sing the same few songs in car rides with my best friends. I’d get burritos from burrito factory with my dad most Saturdays. Friday is always leg day.

I don’t like breakfast food. I love dinner. I’m not a huge fan of chocolate. I love skittles and sour patch kids. I don’t like gifts. I prefer words. I don’t hold grudges for very long. I forgive easily, I don’t burn bridges easily, I can’t. When I love you, I love you unconditionally.

I am made of tiny traditions and meaningful moments. I feel differently. I see differently. I think differently. I am me.

Weird, different, loud, unfiltered, sometimes boring, and sometimes too much fun.

And I am okay with that. What I’m trying to say is… you have to learn to be okay with things even if it seems like no one else is. Not everyone understands you, so don’t beat yourself up over not being understood… you don’t have to be.

Outtie ✌🏽

Gena

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