“Amie, you are so WEIRD!”
I can’t tell you how many times I heard that phrase, or a meaner variation of it during my growing up years. Anytime I made the choice to bring my meat-analog (veggie burgers) to a cook-out, or wear a victorian-era ruffle shirt to a choir concert, or to talk about my semi-precious stone collection in grade-school, someone had to pipe up and call me weird.
And it kind of wears on you after the 337th time. I tried not to care, but especially when I was already a religious minority in my Utah middle school or my Arkansas High School–it was tough!
Maybe you know what I’m talking about? Maybe you’re weird too. The pain may have deadened now that you’re older and wiser, but for those who are living with accursed label of weird, it’s really uncomfortable to live on the outside of what society collectively dictates as “normal”.
For those of you with different religious convictions (or no religious convictions) it can be especially tough because the things about your lifestyle or beliefs are often misunderstood and misrepresented. For you, I want to offer some words of comfort: weird is actually wonderful! We need weird–look at what “normal” society values–especially for teens and 20-somethings! It’s like a bunch of autobots making poor decisions and trying to get you to join them. Ugh. The only hope…is to be weird. And it’s not really a put-down: it’s a revelation of the other person’s ignorance.
I made a video about being weird and a little lonely as a teen.
I’m hoping you can use this to start some discussion with your teen girls. Ask them some of the following questions!
When and why have you been labeled as weird?
What does the word weird mean to the people who label you that?
What does it mean to you?
When you read 1 Peter 2:9, what do you think weird/peculiar means to God?
How can you reclaim the word mentally, so that being called “weird” doesn’t still as much?
Thanks for stopping by! Let me know if this discussion resonates with your peeps.