Well, many times in my life I’ve felt like that thing that “didn’t belong” was me. I felt that way through grade and high school. I am Mexican and lived in a Hispanic neighborhood and had Hispanic friends, but didn’t look like them. So, I felt out of place (ugly duckling syndrome, anyone?).
Even though I am brown on the inside, I don’t look very Mexican. I was a foot taller, chubby and had flaming red hair…. (I’m slouching in this picture so I can hide my gigantic body. )
I did ballet folklorico for years. My mom had to find special hair pieces for me because they didn’t make them in red hair! Another reminder that I am not like my peeps. But I danced my little red headed Mexican heart out
Sometimes I was fatter than others…
But, that didn’t change the color of my skin or hair or bigger bone structure.
One of these things is not like the others… (Side note: the pic above and below are of my highest and lowest weights respectively. I didn’t do this on purpose though.)
I’m not always happy with my body or how surprised people are when they find out I’m Mexican, but I have come to accept it all. Good, bad, ugly…it is what it is. And it is me.
This morning Elisabeth from Jogger’s Life posted about not feeling like she fits into the “Healthy Blogger mold”. She said most healthy living bloggers are probably white, middle class, between 23-27 years old. And she doesn’t feel a part of the group.
You can check out her post here “Don’t feel guilty if you’re not white”
I really don’t think it’s a surprise to anyone that I don’t feel a part of the group either. Sometimes I feel like I’m back in high school where popularity was determined on looks (or rather, body – and mine cannot compete with my peers).
I haven’t ever felt out of place in the blog world because of my culture, skin color, family… But, I have felt out of place because most other bloggers are the “After” part of the success stories. While, I am the “Before/In Process”.
I don’t know what determines popularity in blogging besides yummy new recipes and pretty photography, but if race or economic status have anything to do with it then I’m out.
I’m not trying to become an “After” success story for the blog. I’m doing it for me. And I really think that should be the motivation behind anything you do. Eat healthy – for you. Run or exercise – for you. Make jokes – for you. And don’t take stuff so seriously – because that’s good for you too.
I mean, we’re all going to die anyways, right?