Throughout my whole life, I’ve struggled with fear. Growing up, I was afraid of fire and thunder and stuffed bears. As I’ve aged, some of the fears have lessened and changed, but I’m no way over my fear. I’ve replaced my fear of bears with the roar of the airplane that is about to take off under my feet.

I still fight my fears. I still go on trips and light candles. But there is one fear that I’ve had for my whole life that I will never hate and will never try to get over. It is the fear that, until college, ruled my life.

It’s the fear of being normal.

I fear conformity. I fear the crowd. I fear that people will look at me and claim that I’m just another one of the sheeple. I fear waking up when I’m 40 and realizing I never did anything with my life. That I’m am ordinary. 

Because I want to be extraordinary.

In college, I got beaten down a bit (not literally) and burnt out. By the end of college, I just wanted to veg out and do my job. I had turned into one of those dreaded sheeple. After graduation, I got a job as a web developer. As jobs go, it’s pretty nice. I make a decent living working 4 days a week.

But as the burn out from college began to subside, my old fear began to come back. I felt normal. Well, I was normal. And that needed to change. I began searching for myself. I wanted to prove that no, I wasn’t just an ordinary girl. I could be extraordinary.

That’s what got me to where I am now. I started this blog and am working on some super awesome projects.

And never again am I going to be normal.

Want to join me?

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