If there’s one single thing that 2020 has taught me, it’s to rely on myself to figure ou
If there’s one single thing that 2020 has taught me, it’s to rely on myself to figure out who I am.This spring/summer, for the first time in my adult life, I didn’t have any long-term crushes on anyone. A couple cropped up along the way, but they were fairly temporary. But for basically my entire life, I’d built myself around the guys I was interested in – their thoughts, their ideas, their preferences, what they thought looked good. Suddenly, I didn’t have that – and I had to look within, for the first time in my life, to decide what *I* liked, what *I* wanted, what *I* thought looked good.Then, this past week, I was talking about this with someone, and mentioned how I’ve wanted a mohawk for over a decade… And then suddenly realized that while I care what others think, of course, it’s finally become secondary to my own opinions.And fuck it, while I’ve always pretty much looked like I was a prep school teacher (with I guess the exception of when I had blue hair for a bit – but I vividly remember being told I looked like a superhero by @giffontheway when I walked into Church with it, so…) – I always, always wanted a different look.And, honestly, it’s kind of fun watching people be visibly confused because the fairly tall, broad-shouldered dude with a mohawk wearing a leather jacket and boots is super cheerful and friendly and helpful and mostly all smiles. https://www.instagram.com/p/CILLpsanhpB/?igshid=1owdjo0p9wcl4 -- source link