Nov 30, 2024
If I were a color, I would deem myself blue. I can’t see blue, it’s just pure greyscale, and I can’t see myself being loved for being me. Yet when I show my love and appreciation for others, I am reminded that blue can be vibrant. My friends, my *family*, especially over the past few months have taught me that blue isn’t just a shade of grey. It’s a whole array of vibrant shades and I’m a mosaic of all the different variants of the color blue. As much as I think I am grey and unloved, thanks the people I deem home, I know I’m blue. I’ll take pride in being blue, because I know how I see myself is vastly different from how others see me.