Everything about me is different; my hair for instance, you would be shocked at how many times a day the girls at school would ask me to flat iron my hair. People love my hair and they believe it makes me who I am, but at the same time the black girls are so used to the conventional sew-ins and two to four week relaxer touch ups that they forget pretty is the skin you're in, the hair you have, and the person you are.
My personality is another thing that separates me from the other girls. People tell me how they have never met anyone like me. They say who I am is so unexplainable and it's amazing to see a girl my age not following the crowd.
The fact that I've been told my WHOLE life how different I am made me feel at times like an outsider when I was younger. So much, that I began conforming myself into what society decided a black girl should be and look like. In middle school I begged my mom to allow me to flat iron my hair. I looked a mess but the girls around me seemed to treat me less like a pariah. I began to become very ignorant, acting like the girls with no home training; cursing and making boys my number one priority. I was not me and although the girls didn't know it, they treated me differently when my hair was natural, my personality was pristine, and my choice of attire was far from the usual. I looked at myself in third person, not recognizing me. And although they would probably never admit it, I knew.
By this time my mom began to realize that my personality was beginning to conform. She told me if I continued to be disobedient and follow the path of these benighted girls she'd be homeschooling me. I didn't clean my act up fast enough and I ended up in homeschool trying to find my true self.
I thank my mom everyday. I would not be the winsome, strong-willed person I am today without her. Society doesn't want you to be you, you have to follow in suit of everyone else. Being different is scary I guess... But to me it's attractive, why Be Her when you can Be You.