I read bullshit on social media daily about the anonymous "they" calling people losers for any number of ridiculous reasons.
For example: not having an animal, outfit not matching, self-publishing, living with parents, etc.
Every time I read these posts and tweets with people asking the ether if they're really losers because FILL IN REASON, I am pissed. Because they're not. But they allowed some fucking yahoo with a keyboard to make them feel like they are. If I catch the lament, I respond immediately by telling the person they are NOT a loser for XYZ. Nor will they ever be one. Using only 280 characters is a bit tricky. What I really want to say is:
Don't apologize.
Don't apologize for the clothes you wear
Don't apologize for the unmatched socks that remind you of your grandmother
Don't apologize for the hair that sticks up on the back of your head
Don't apologize for your loud laugh
or
the reason behind it
Let them look at you and envy your mirth
Don't apologize for your smile, be it crooked-straight-metallic-toothless
Don't apologize for your kindness when the world is cruel
Don't apologize for your simple life when the world mocks your lack of designer label
Don't apologize for the love you give or how you give it
Your life is not an apology to make. It's a gift to be lived. Your gift. Your life. No apologies necessary.
Always writing*
with no fucking apologies...
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