- something that does not fit or that fits badly.
Well, there you have it. I’m a misfit. No ifs, ands or buts about it. I was in denial for many years, but now I know it describes me perfectly. While I was watching one of my all-time favorite holiday shows (Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer), I had an epiphany: I am truly Hermey the misfit.
As the story is told Hermey was an elf who wanted to be a dentist, but was ridiculed by those who looked like him for such an absurd thought. So, Hermey decides to leave his home, because he doesn’t have any peace. He even created a song to aid him in wallowing in his misfit-ism. Feeling alone, he finds his way to a place where they all share a common trait: They’re all misfits. Hermey finds strength, courage and pride in being what he’s been all along, which is an outcast. Suddenly, he didn’t feel bad for being a misfit.
I, too, felt for many years that I didn’t belong. I felt like an alien in my way of thinking, particularly because I was different from everyone else. But, I wanted to be accepted by those who looked like me. I was ridiculed for having proper diction and maybe not-so-cool clothes. As a child, that could’ve been devastating (and sometimes, it was).
Eh, I still managed.
It wasn’t until I moved away from home, that I started to meet people who allowed me to be myself. They showed me the way to self-acceptance, letting me know that I’m awesome (my nucleo-family reminded me of my awesomeness for years, but I never believed them). Nowadays, I never knew that being a misfit could be so good.
So, if you’re feeling like I once did, just think remember that it’s great to be a misfit!
Until next time,
Love & Peace.
-Herbie the misfit