Pick Me

I haven't done any studies on this or anything, But I'm pretttttty sure somewhere out there someone has, and has discovered that as humans we suffer from the "pick me" syndrome. 

The want & desire to be chosen. 

Let's just say I've definitely been there before, in a variety of situations in my life, but probably most prominent in the "love department". 

If you don't know what I mean by "Pick me", well to me it means, you pretty much bend over backwards, juggle flamed torches & smile to make someone see your greatness.

Literally.

Whatever that may mean to you. It varies from person to person & situation to situation, sometimes these aren’t even good qualities that we highlight.

Sometimes you do this without even noticing, you simply put on your best at all times, as if you're auditioning for a role or prancing in a pageant.

Basically, like a peacock in the wild, we spread our tail feathers to be chosen to mate. 

We do our best to get chosen.

I’m usually good at pinpointing when I’m doing this (spreading my tail feathers), when I was younger it would go on for a while. I would do this continuously & consistently (if I really wanted someone). It’s only in the last recent years that I’ve come to terms with the reality that to get chosen you don’t have to do anything at all, at least not try THAT hard.

The reality is, if someone wants you, they will pick you, no matter what you do.

If you’re not the one, you’re not the one, baby girl.

To the wrong person, you’ll never be enough, to the right one you always are.

Recently for the first time in a while I found myself spreading my tail feathers… I looked at my own feathers like…”Really, Estupida?!”… Not because my feathers aren’t the shiznit… but because I was spreading them for the completely wrong individual. One that should have noticed these feathers a long time ago, & clearly has & is un-phased by my awesomeness. & hasn't & WON'T pick me.

So why do it? I should do a study to figure it out, or just figure myself out. Try to understand why I continue to slip up and do something that I know won’t work no matter what I do. They always tell us to be persistent & patient, but they never mean to continue to impress the unimpressed.

Please note my idea of bending over backwards is often quite limited & not to the extent that some may be thinking. I do “a lot”, but not much in comparison to most of the world. But still a lot, in my book.

So…note to self… you’re one hell of a catch and every single one of your feathers is worth it, to the right person. Keep working on yourself, for yourself and fall in love with your every quality… whatever comes from that will come. Whoever doesn’t see your greatness wasn’t meant to. Simple.

Xoxo

Signs the girl that’s always learning