I remember being a teenager and wanting nice clothes. Not because I needed them, but because all of the other kids at school had nice clothes. To be perfectly honest, I didn’t give two shits about what they thought. I just didn’t want to be picked on. I wanted to be invisible. And to be invisible, you have to blend in. “The nail that sticks out gets hammered down.” – Japanese proverb. To this day, I still feel bad about bugging my parents to get me clothes. I had a part time job. I should have been buying my own.
Let’s fast forward a bit. Ten years later. I’ve come into my own as an adult.