I think I scare people.
It’s because I’m honest with myself. I’m a constant work in progress. And in that, when people find out that I’ve figured out WHO I am and that it doesn’t necessarily make me WHAT I am, it scares folks.
It scares them because I’m true to myself.
Am I a picture perfect guy? Hell no; I don’t wear a white hat. I’m no superhero. But I quickly admit that I have flaws. I admit that I have things that I’m constantly working on and that maybe, just maybe, somewhere along the line, I found out who I was and what I’ve become (so far) and that I’m going to change. I’m going to be a person that either you outright adore and love and like, or I’m going to be a person you don’t like.
There is no middle ground with me. There is no grey area. And when people figure out that they can’t manipulate me because I have no grey area (so to speak), it throws them off.
And they decide that I’m not worth the trouble.
But look at the people that have stuck around. Look at my life long friends. Look at the people who let me in because I’m upfront about who I am and what I want.
It’s scary, isn’t it?
Scary to think that I’m everything you aren’t. And that’s not a bad thing.
That’s a good thing.