I’m a deep thinker. Here’s why.

I have had this blog post idea roaming around in my head for some time now. On Christmas Eve, I was actually in this pub and someone said something to me that really stood out and seemed to make everything about me and who I am fall into place.

I got told that I was a deep thinker and that I should cherish having that quality. As much as I am aware that I am a ‘deep’ and ‘preachy’ person as it is, it was overwhelming to see someone admire that quality about me. I think I was actually talking about something as simple as why I’m not studying at university yet, and it really caught me off guard in a good way.

I also got told to not let boys mess me around. As much as I’m a deep thinker, I am also extremely sensitive, and don’t take relationships, break-ups or anything to do with boys well at all. Am I a girl or a potato? Really? But it was another thing that stood out to me. It was as if everything that has happened in my life over the past year had a sort of conclusion and end result. I used to believe that I deserved everything I went through in my break-up last year, and it made me realise, “wait. I’m better than this.”

I’ll probably never meet the person who told me this again. But I know that it’s advice that I will take with me in everything I do in life. Whether that’s now at 18, or when I’m 40 and probably still single with about 10 cats, a box of oreos and a brew.

I now know that my whole view of the world, and the people within it, should be embraced and I shouldn’t be ashamed of who I am. This is me, and I’m flippin’ happy with that.

Love and happiness always,

xo, Becca