You’ve heard about being “basic” right? In the past month, I’ve seen both a random stranger and a good friend identify themselves as “basic”. And I hate it.
I get it. You have interests that are common with the majority, but who the heck wants to be identified as basic? It’s like saying, “Hi, I’m ordinary. There’s thousands of others like me. I’m a dime a dozen.” Of course, you’re not really saying that. But you’re admitting to some degree of it. And that’s heartbreaking.
I know being basic is a joke. I know I may be taking it too seriously. But it also falls into the category of stereotypes. You know - the mental constructs that allows for everything from off-handed comments about girls being basic the whole way to justifications for horrific racist actions.
It’s fine to joke. But it’s not fine to think of yourself or anyone else as basic.
Because if you really think you’re basic, then it’s hard to believe that you have something unique to offer the world. And you do. You are incredibly unique and the world needs what you have.
If you think you’re basic, not only do you not have to think you’re unique, you also don’t have to share your uniqueness. Thinking you're basic is a lie that binds you to keeping the world from knowing you in all your uniqueness.
It’s fine to love Starbucks, Taylor Swift and The Notebook. But it’s not fine to think you’re “basic”.
You're the rarest diamond. Don't hold back that sparkle by believing the lie that you're "basic".