#5. THE ONE WHERE I LIKE BEING ORDINARY.

I don't know how this will sound but I like being ordinary.

Not in a “settling” kind of way. Not in a way that feels small or unfulfilled. But in a way that feels honest.

I feel like we live in a time where everything feels like it has to be extraordinary.

Where like if you’re not doing the most, showing the most, becoming the most… then you’re somehow behind.

And I’ve felt that pressure. I’ve seen it. I understand it.

But I don’t think that’s the life I want.

I like my life simple. And even saying "simple" sounds weird because what do you mean choosing to just be me is simple?

Like I don’t post much on social media. Not because I don’t have things going on, but because I don’t feel like I have anything extra ordinary to share. And I feel like if you're going to share on social media, it should either earn you money, or push your business in a way.

I make the amount of money I want to make. And I'm happy with that because it's about being able to afford the life I enjoy and to buy the things I like and to feel stable. So I'm not constantly feeling like I’m chasing something bigger just because I’m supposed to.

I like having one or two friends I can really do life with. People who know me without me having to explain myself over and over again. People I can sit with in silence and still feel understood.

I like living at home and I don't feel the need to move out. I know things will change eventually because my parents will grow older, my siblings will start their own lives, and this version of “home” won’t always exist. So I choose to be here, to experience it while I can.

I like having an Android :). It does what I need it to do. It’s simple. It works. That’s enough for me.

I've never been out of the country, but I don't feel the pressure to leave. I know I'll travel when I set my mind to. I just haven't felt the need to right now. I have a bucket list, and I will work on it at my pace.

I like believing in God. I like believing that Jesus died on the cross for my sins. My faith is something I came back to in my own way. I questioned it. I pulled it apart. I had to figure out what I actually believed outside of what I was taught. And now, it feels personal. And that belief feels like mine now, not something I’m just holding onto because I was told to.

I like saving up for the things I want. There’s something meaningful about waiting, about finally getting something because I planned for it.

I don't do make up, and when I do, it's very minimal.

Oh. And I only do braids, I feel like wigs look very unrealistic.

And I know in a world like this, that can look ordinary.

But the more I sit with it, the more I realize—this isn’t me lacking. This is me choosing.

And maybe that’s what makes it meaningful. Maybe being “ordinary” isn’t about being less.

Maybe it’s about being honest with myself.