I’ve always been “the other one”.
That no one pays attention to.
When I m traveling with my friend, everyone “we” talk to, only talks to “her.”
They never look at my eyes when talking.
Even when I am the one buying, the shop clerk talks to her and don’t even give me a glance.
This used to make me feel not enough.
And less than.
It would make me want to people-please to the point I became unaware of what I wanted.
But it’s not true.
The reason why I feel uncomfortable is because I am worthy
so I deserve to be treated right.
Some things I can do is to be more engaging.
But if that doesn’t work, it doesn’t matter.
Because I am worthy.
And sometimes other people are just other people.
The important thing is that I do the work.
Even if nothing changes, if I can be a little more engaging than yesterday,
than that’s progress.
small steps goes a long way.