This week was an intriguing peek into the world of my personal code of conduct and ethics. It’s something that I’ve considered before, but not as intensely. I would like to elaborate on one point that I made during the construction of my code of conduct.
I will never change my values to make life convenient for myself or for society.
Growing up, I encountered various situations in which my personal values were challenged, both internally and externally. There was intense pressure to buckle, to bend to the whims of others, but I always took a weird sense of satisfaction in proving myself and others wrong. Especially others. It wasn’t like I was trying to be a little rebel. It just sort of burst forth from some deep inner essence known as “strong will”, and hasn’t let up since.
When I was 13/14 years of age, the girls around me changed. They stopped playing with Barbies. They ceased running with inflamed passion to the monkey bars at the playground. No, they became obsessed with other, more grown-up pursuits. Makeup. Boyfriends. The works.
Well, I would have none of it. They pressed and they prodded, but I refused to try a dab of lipstick or gossip about the cute boys. My independence shone brilliantly, and I was proud of it. It wasn’t like I wanted to be different for the sake of it. I simply was different, and the effects of that sort of seeped into my interactions with others until it had a life of its own.
Pretty soon, I became known as the “weird girl who didn’t wear makeup or date”, but I was okay with that. I didn’t bend under the pressure, and that was all that mattered. There’s a quote I’ve read that has always stuck with me. “You were born an original. Don’t die a copy.” I’ve lived by that ever since.