If only I were normal.
If only I were normal, everyone would like me. If only I were normal, people wouldn’t stare at me. If only I were normal, I wouldn’t have to be afraid of standing out. If only I were normal, I could have a great life.
These are some of the thoughts I’ve had at various times throughout my life. From a very young age, I understood that I didn’t fit in. My choices in clothes, my bookishness, and my offbeat sense of humor made me stand out from the other kids—sometimes not in the best of ways. I was deemed “weird” and harassed in school for being different. As a consequence, I spent a lot of energy changing myself outwardly so that I didn’t attract the dreaded teasing and bullying.
I spent close to fifty years trying really hard to be what I thought was considered normal. I frequently fell short of the mark. The more I tried to bend myself to what I thought was society’s standard, the more abnormal I felt. Then I had an epiphany:
Normal is a moving target. I will never hit it.
I suddenly realized that striving to be normal is this massive and unachievable goal. It’s like teaching koalas to drive cars, or keeping reality tv stars off of Instagram: rationally, we should stop for a moment and consider whether either of those goals are even worth trying. Attempting to achieve normalcy may not even be worth our time.
It’s not uncommon for us to want to feel or seem “normal.” It can mean acceptance—maybe belonging to a group—which can mean stability. In some cases, appearing normal can even mean personal safety. These are all valuable human needs that many of us seek to fulfill.
What is normal, anyway?
But what does it mean to be normal? Is there a true “normal,” like true North, which you can easily find by aid of a compass? Who sets the standard for normalcy? If you don’t meet that standard, does it mean you can’t be part of society or have a great life?
Humans vary in endless ways. Additionally, when you take into account things like culture, the part of the world you’re currently occupying, and proximity to other humans (or reality stars), how can we possibly establish a standard for being?
For example, in the U.S. (in the last century, anyway), circling your finger around your ear meant you were implying that someone was mentally unbalanced. If you did that same thing in Northern Europe, it signified that you had a telephone call. Now, imagine you’re Norwegian. Say you take your perfectly normal Norwegianness to someplace like, say, Albequerque, where you have found work as a receptionist. Now let’s imagine your boss has a phone call. You point to her, circle your ear, and within minutes find yourself packing your desk tchotchkes into a box.
Sometimes it can seem like there’s some sort of mysterious governing body who constantly reviews all human activities and states of being. Surely, they must be the ones making decisions about the most trivial things in our world, like should both our socks match all of the time? Can we wear them with sandals? They likely also decide about more important things, like owning a home or living in a van. These normality laws are magically expressed to all of us so that we carry them around always. Updates are free and automatic.
The truth is, of course, that the mysterious governing body is us. We are the ones making these judgments for each other and for ourselves. Even if we stand firmly and claim, “No way, I’m not normal!” We are viewing ourselves through a lens which sees everyone else around us as, in fact, normal. It’s a false dichotomy. Things like sense of humor, gender, home ownership, or the appropriate firmness level of a banana, will forever be subjective.
In the 2004 film Normal People Scare Me, director Taylor Cross interviews a group of high school students with Autism. These are kids who have been teased and ridiculed for behaving in ways that other students consider abnormal. At one point Cross poses the question, “What is normal, anyway?” In essence, that is the underlying theme of the film, and a question I think we should continually ask ourselves.
The notion of normal can be limiting
What would happen if we cast aside our desire to achieve an arbitrary status of normalcy? How far could we go if we weren’t hindered by societal norms, or even the definitions of normal we hold dear in our minds? What if we tried to let go of that attachment?
For many multipotentialites, living in a world where the cultural convention is to stick with one pursuit to the exclusion of all other interests can make us feel quite abnormal. Abnormal can feel wrong, and feeling wrong can keep us from exploring new ideas or experiences.
Broad social norms can keep us from our own personal sense of “normal.” That is, they can keep us from living in the way that feels best to us, from doing our best work, and from being happily uninhibited by arbitrary standards.
We are all, in our individuality, amazing beings with great potential. Our uniqueness is a gift that we can share with the world.
Weird for its own sake
However, being weird for the sake of being weird is not always the most useful. Of course, everyone loves a good flash mob. But, for example, if you show up to the Zoom call wearing underwear on your head, you may not be taken seriously as you present your new economic plan. Singing Metallica songs loudly while everyone on the plane is trying to sleep will not score you any points just for being unique.
As a parent, I want my children to follow social conventions enough so that they aren’t kicked off of airplanes. I want them to be accepted enough by society so they aren’t bullied, or worse. At the same time, I want them to be confident enough in their uniqueness and life choices so they are not swayed by someone else’s standard.
Be gentle with yourself and each other
Being hyperaware of societal standards (or whether they even exist) can be exhausting. Being mindful about why we are making a choice, regardless of any standard, is energizing.
Especially within the multipotentialite community, it’s helpful to be flexible about what’s considered conventional. For example, it’s okay for any of us to stick to just one thing for a while, any time we wish.
It doesn’t matter where we exist culturally, geographically, or contextually. Knowing that achieving pure normalcy is impossible can be comforting. Once we remove those mental constraints, we are free to explore all the wonderful things like varying degrees of banana firmness without attaching ourselves to the idea that normalcy exists.
The unattainability of normal can be freeing and wonderful.
Your turn
How do you deal with it when social norms are in conflict with the way you want to live your life? Do you have strategies for “letting go of normal”?
PETER SAIKA-VOIVOD says
Hi Everyone!
To date this post resonates deeper than any other. Growing up in three different societal settings taught me that individualism is to be cherished. A person needs to be themselves while knowing how to interact with the larger society around them, at the same time society needs to welcome those people and to hear their voices and give their views the weight they deserve. One never knows where the correct solution may come from or where a truly wonderful and delightful human interaction may come from.
Sometimes these interactions can be challenging, scary or just plain amazing. They will always teach us something.
We had a cottage in an area where people still trapped and hunted regularly to augment their incomes. This same area was beginning to slowly transition to a vacation land of urban sprawl at the time. The smells of turpentine, diesel fuel and delicious aroma of sturgeon and whitefish being smoked and mixing together made for a wonderful childhood experience and memories that simply will not go away with time.
Were these people normal? Heck no! They were as interesting and as rich as the times were. Some of these people were scary looking and spoke gruffly, they knew who you were, they knew you were a kid, they knew you were nervous, they knew they could shake you up a bit. They did. Also they were generally some of the nicest and kindest people I have ever met. Never , ever was it sugar coated. If you had the courage to approach and not run away scared you left with great gifts.
This is not to say there was no real danger in that world, as there is nowadays, somehow you learned when not being normal was dialed in too strong. There were those who really couldn’t work within a functional society and lived on the periphery, maybe too not normal?
Either way, being just like everyone else simply isn’t for everyone. There is great adventure and a richness to allowing yourself to be you. The biggest point which I believe is missed these days, we (multies) still need to be sensitive to the needs of society and to act accordingly within society just as society needs to embrace the oddities that make it rich and adaptive without being too restrictive or painting all with a broad whitewash brush. The balance is always shifting.
So be a Multy, a true Multy and use that genius to try and make this world richer for everyone we meet.
DJ says
Hi Peter,
Your story is fantastic! That sounds like an amazing world in which to grow up. I love how you mentioned the gruff, scary-looking people because it’s another feature of society that we often think of smiling, friendly people as happy, when it can also be true that a gruff-seeming person can also be happy – just in their own way. I often encountered people like that as a kid and like you, I feel like I’m better for sticking it out. 🙂
Marzena says
I’m 44 years old and to be honest-I’m just starting a new chapter of my life. For many years I heard that I should be normal- to have a husband, children and working in my law office for whole my worklife. My ex husband and family did’t understand that for me doing only one kind of occupation is like a torture. Day by day doing the same job. So I decided to divorce, close my law office and six years ago I opened my ice cream shop. Everybody was telling me- you’re crazy, you don’t know nothing about ice cream. So I made the courses in Italy. Last year with lockdown was very hard for everybody but for gastronomy especially. When I was sitting at home, I was thinking what can I do now… I started to make handmade chicolate bonbons. To be honest with you- now I know that this is my way. I can painting my moulds with many colours and I feel like an artist. It’s still hard but I know that this give me a lot of hapiness and that I found my real passion. For many people being normal is not to risk to find your way, your real passion. I’m alone but I feel much happier that with husband who wanted to make me „normal”… So my advice is better to be yourself and happy that „normal” and unhappy…
DJ says
That’s so awesome, Marzena. Kudos to you for following your passion! There are a lot of reasons for someone to close a law office, but I think that making ice cream and bonbons is probably the best one I’ve ever heard.
Catherine says
I decided we’re approaching this from the wrong direction. I noticed that the ‘weird, abnormal’ people are the ones more likely to get friends and partners because people know *exactly* where they stand. They see Person A as weird and abnormal and they either like them or they don’t. So Person A gets a self-selected group of friends/ partners who know exactly what they are like and enjoy their ‘weirdness.’ They don’t get a group of shallow friends who make assumptions about them, then are shocked when they see a bit of ‘weirdness.’
So to sum up: be yourself, show your ‘weirdness’ and you’ll get friends and partners who are well suited to you.
DJ says
That’s a great perspective, Catherine. “What you see is what you get” is a really good way of being in this world. That can be hard to achieve for some people, and it can take years to tear down those mental walls and be yourself. Sometimes the thought is scary because you may lose friends or family in the process of revealing your true nature. Worth it in the long run for sure – because of the relief of not having to pretend anymore – but it can still be a scary prospect.
Monica says
I decided to just leave normal,
Growing up, I was lucky to be in a group of friends who were all a little weird, so my only complaints were my boring average looks and the lack of funds to buy the correct Levi’s jeans. My mother said she raised me “free-range” with few boundaries, but instead of freeing me, this freedom made me try very hard to follow every rule later in life. I of course get the law but the social rules are tough. I often don’t understand what the proper “social etiquette” is in a certain situation. There is no filter. I sometimes have to apologize for being too direct, because I don’t seem to have any talent for beating around the bush. I am very popular at PTA meetings and I am seldom starstruck :-). (except for that one time I got to meet the drummer in Blondie, Clem Burke – super nice. I still blush..)
I also have a son who has a physical and mental disability. He’s a good kid and functions well, so well that his first school tried to put him in the “normal-kid-box” which in the end made everybody miserable. He only started gaining confidence and thrive when he got into a school with his friends who also have disabilities. So, to help me be me, and the kid to be himself I have tattooed on my arm ‘Leaving Normal’. (It is also a reference to a wonderful little film, 1992). This year I quit my job and went back to freelancing in multiple fields. Normal to me is the odd one out.
And DJ, as a Norwegian, I have to say that I would absolutely crush that receptionist job in Albuquerque. No circling over the ears here my friend :-).
Morning Upgrade says
This was a great read and reminder that we are in control of our own mindset. From childhood, I’ve had loose and generic expectations of life and striving to be like others. Early in college I realized, I’m just me. I’m different and odd and unique and incredible on my own, and that’s what makes me, me. –Ryan
DJ says
Thanks, Ryan! And I’m glad you realized it early on.