There are times during my day when I feel extra ordinary. Just like the line from the Liz Phair song of the same name, I walk around thinking fuck yeah … “I am your ordinary, average, everyday, sane, psycho, supergoddess.”
During these moments, I feel strong.
Confident.
Sexy.
Opinionated.
Funny.
And, I’m brave enough to believe I can handle what the world throws at me. When I can do anything and everything I set my mind to. When for just a moment I believe I’m worth it.
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Then there are times when I feel extra ordinary. When I can’t seem to get through the day without my insecurities tripping me up.
I’m uncertain.
Awkward. Clumsy. So freakin’ clumsy.
Guarded.
Stressed.
Indifferent.
Flaky.
When nothing I do ever seems good enough. For myself or anyone around me. And, that sucks.
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I really would like to feel extraordinary all the time.
I need to believe it especially now because the basket case Karen ain’t so hot.
So, how do I get there?
I think I can start by yelling it at the top of my lungs … “Dudes, I am fucking extraordinary.”
And, then … plan to not worry so much about what others think. To recognise that this is who I am …I’m all of these things and that’s okay. To feel good about the decisions I make. To trust in myself that I am perfectly capable of handling any situation that arises. To be comfortable with myself. And, to know that I am more than good enough.
Yeah … I am your ordinary, average, everyday, sane, psycho, supergoddess. I am extraordinary.
This blog post was inspired by Josie’s writing workshop over at her blog, Sleep is for the Weak.
Tags: extraordinary, life, me, Thoughts, writing workshop
You are fucking EXTRAORDINARY
I think we all feel the same way
You GO girl!!
*hugs*
Exactly! Love this, well done!! xxx
This could be me
I can never quite get over my ability to feel on top of the world one day, and without fail coming crashing back to my wobbly, insecure self so quickly.
Your advice on how to get there is very sound. I needed to hear it today, so thank you.
And you ARE extraordinary. Very very
x
Hear hear! x
That’s such a great way of describing how many of us feel. I know exactly what you are talking about here. I love those days when I feel extraordinary. You don’t even know how you’ve arrived there but it’s so great you don’t want it to pass. Lately I have been feeling rather ordinary. Think it’s the winter and general lethargy. I like the idea of screaming at the top of my lungs. You are right it is okay to be ordinary sometimes. Just not to wallow in it.