Sometimes I enter a room full of new people.
I wonder to myself,
Am I wearing the right clothes?
Will I fit in?
Why is everyone looking at me, like that?
Will I be accepted?
Then, someone walks up to me, and I get introduced as “The New Employee” who is replacing “The Very Old Employee”
I can see, I am being judged, I can feel their eyes on m back. I can see my every move being scrutinized.
I wanted to make friends, I wanted to be liked in this new place. I made efforts. I did what they wanted me to do. I hoped someday, I would be a part of their clan.
After a while I realized, when I was going out of my way to please others, I was losing my self-worth.
I stopped, I looked at myself and said “I am the best, why do I need to be accepted by anyone else. They like me or not doesn’t matter anymore. I love myself. I have accepted my flaws”
They love me, They hate me, They ridicule me, They reject me.
In the end of the day, I know that I would never be good enough for someone around. But, then it is their problem.
I shall be ME
- I am the Old New Employee