It took a long time to write this article. Why? Well for one reason, I thought things might change. Life showed me they didn’t. In my first 5 years of school, while I attended Willow Elementary in Cleveland, Ohio things were great. I had lots of friends, and truly interacted well with others.
When grade 6 came around, a new school, new kids, things changed. Now keep in mind, I might have had a couple of people I was really okay with, a few people who actually treated me as someone, and truly wanted to know who I was. The rest, well, that is where I began to see the formation of “clique’s”, it was in 6th grade. Life began to show it’s colors to me back then.
You know, those groups of people who if you didn’t fit a certain personality, or looked a certain way, you weren’t part of. For awhile I was okay with it, I really was, I was just content on going to school, doing the best job I could, and learning what I needed to learn.
I got to high school, that is when you really saw how the world worked. I can’t tell you how separated and distant I felt there. Again, I had a handful of people, truly I can say maybe five, that I truly could call a friend, but that was it. Otherwise, I was not cool enough to be invited to a high school party, or wasn’t this or that to fit into all the countless groups that I saw.
Now here is the part that will blow your mind, did I want to be in these clique’s? I would be lying if I said no, but I now can say I am glad I wasn’t. I am glad I didn’t pander to be part of something, I am glad I didn’t try to be something I wasn’t. I am glad I was just trying to be me.
Now I am an adult. Critics can say otherwise, but I am an adult. They don’t go away, they never did. clique’s still exist, and yes, guess what? I am still not part of them.
What is it about me? I think I am funny, a great guy, maybe too much of a nice guy. Sometimes I think that was always the problem, I was always trying to be nice. The cheerleaders wouldn’t give me the time of day, the jocks just thought they were superior, and then there were those that were just snobby and thought they were the world. Again, glad I wasn’t part of any of it.
So why am I bringing it all up? Not sure, I guess since I am a blogger now, and no longer a Paramedic, I found myself in the same situation again. I am not good enough to be part of some groups, or be considered worthy of a mention, or acknowledgement from those that are above me.
Again, I have a few bloggers I consider gold, and they know who they are, I chat with them, interact when I can, and we help each other when the time comes. The rest, again, just “clique’s” that has followed me since 6th grade.
What I have noticed since social media is a big part of my world, and a big part of this site, is that when I am on Facebook, or Twitter, or anywhere for that matter, that I will interact with others, by liking their posts, leaving comments, and trying to just do good things. The only problem is that I don’t see it back, or those same people will like other people’s posts but not mine. Even though you are active in all the things that they do. Maybe it’s a form of jealousy. Not going to say I am not jealous.
The thing I am not going to do is beg anymore. Not going to beg someone to like my posts or comments. Not going to beg people to like me, or be part of my world. If you want to., make the effort. I did.
I am not going to change the nice person that I am. I am not going to stop liking things, or leaving comments. That is what I do, that is who I am. Do I wish I mattered to people I know, people I used to work with, people I blog around? Yes, I do. Just not going to worry about it anymore. If you want to know me, I am here.
I think “clique’s” destroy humanity in a way. They forget about the people around them, only concerned with what is going on for them and those that are part of it. This can be detrimental to someone who is a really good person, and just wants to feel they belong to something. But they will never have that chance.
So, it’s time to just be myself, and do what I can to be the person I have grown to be. If you want to be my friend, let me know. We won’t be starting a “clique” though. Life goes on.
Have a great day everyone, say something nice to someone, and make their day! ~Tom