Average being, being average.

Average picky person.

Average.

My friend didn't really like it when I mentioned 'average' in my substack bio and she even asked why I do this to myself.Why I degrade myself? But if I'm being honest,I didn't do it sarcastically or even out of pity for myself.

I did it because I thought it suited me well.Ever since I was a child,all I wanted was to be on the same level as my sister and some of my friends,studious and smart.I even pushed myself unnecessarily to be like them, anything but average.After I grew a bit older,I realised being average isn't a bad thing after all.It's almost as if you have a balance of some sort.Nothing more,nothing less.People could be surprised with what you can do and at the same time not have any high expectations for you if you don't.

You would think I'm trying to find an excuse.I couldn't care less.

I even think my parents helped me get over it unknowingly.They never compared me to my sister and so they wouldn't get mad at me if I did poorly but they would be happy if I achieved something too,no matter how small of an achievement that would be,which kind of eased the pressure on me unlike my sister who had to be perfect in everything she did(being the older child).It eased the pressure on myself as well.

My parents, especially my mom, used to cheer me up whenever my relatives had to comment on my studies by saying how I have a good personality and character and book knowledge isn't all you require.In amma's words- ethra vellya aal aanengilum,nalla swabhavam illengil,onnum illa(no matter how far you've gotten, without good behaviour,it doesn't hold value)

To all my average homies out there,be kind to yourself and just think about how you got an upper hand in wanting to use your special ability to surprise people and maybe even yourself.