It was long used as a pejorative for millennials, but I’m going to claim it. I am a special snowflake. I don’t write that to say that I believe I deserve special treatment or participation trophies just for showing up. I am just over wishing I were like everyone else.
Snowflakes form their unique patterns as a result of the conditions t they have been exposed to. Even with the same key ingredients, when combined in just the right ways we get so many results. (Don’t fact check my science there.) Because of the totality of all of the events of my life, down to that one joke that I heard back in first grade, I am different from every person I have ever met even if it is in just small ways. So why am I acting otherwise?
Why am I shocked the things that worked for them aren’t working for me? Why does it sadden me that my path is going a different course? And why am I trying so hard to ignore my inner wisdom to uphold outside voices?
To get what it is that I want out of life, I have to find what works for me, even if it is counter to viral advice. Even if it isn’t what works for my family. Even if it would have never been helpful to the old me.
I am ready to embark on my own journey. I am ready to start building customized tools and habits for the way my mind works. I am ready to create and explore in a way that honors me, specifically me. I am a special snowflake. Now I just have to make sure that I don’t melt.
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