It's getting closer to the holidays and I am getting ready to fly home for Christmas, so naturally I thought, "what a great time to talk about nothing to do with the holidays!" So instead, I'm going to write about something that I've noticed about myself over the years: the curse of mediocrity.
Being average is something that I have come to terms with, if for no other reason but necessity. This is not me trying to be dramatic or fishing for compliments. This is me, pointing out that there are some things that I cannot change about myself and that I'm not sure I'd want to anyway. I know I'm not the only one who suffers from this, so I plan to share how I deal with it, also.
As you may have gathered, I am a pretty average person. I'm not known for being the prettiest girl in the room. Where I'm from, I'm pretty much average height. I'm not particularly talented in any field, but I'm okay at a lot of things. My marks in school aren't anything spectacular, but they're not anything to be ashamed of, either. There's not much I can do to change this - sure, I can study hard and work at things that I want to be good at, but I don't have many (or any, really) natural talents.
I figured that I was pretty much cursed to be a boring person. But I don't have to be. There are a lot of things that make a person interesting besides talents and skills. I can have interests and I can be passionate about things. I can embrace the things that make me happy and I can share them with other people. Sure, talents and skills are nice to have, but there is nothing more boring than someone with no passion.
So, that's how I've learned to get over the fact that I'm average - by realizing that average is not equivalent to boring, and that there's absolutely nothing wrong with having to learn to be good at something.
