I don’t feel like I belong in this world…
It’s not that I consider myself detached from reality, I just have this sensation that I am like an outsider looking in on the world and wondering why it just seems alien to me.
I am pretty sure that I am not alone in this realisation, where the things people crave or want or desire simply hold no interest.
We are bombarded with images of perfection, the perfect body, perfect skin, perfect job, perfect house, perfect spouse, perfect family, perfect car, perfect life… and it’s all Bullshit!
Advertising feeds us this illusion of what our lives should look like and if we’re not following these set requirements to make ourselves the living image of advertising we are social failures.
It’s alright to live your life as you wish without converting to what the media machine says is normal. Live in a yurt, ride a tricycle to work, skateboard in your 40’s, embrace your love handles and that stray whisker on your chin. Imperfections are what makes us unique.
I see ‘Karen’s’ like Stepford Wives this fake perfection that gives them this right to be a bitch, take your head out your ass and wake up to the understanding that no one is the same.
We’re just made to feel like we should be…
Tatterhood 