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The Myth of Normal: No, Others Don’t Have It All-Together Like You May Think

“The only normal people are the ones you don’t know very well.” – Alfred Adler

High school can be incredibly difficult, especially when it comes to making friends and dealing with peer pressure.

When I was in high school, it was hard for me to ever feel normal. I was a homeschooled kid playing sports at a local private school that I didn’t even attend…The other guys knew each other well, whereas I was just that guy who showed up for practice each afternoon. No matter how much I tried, I never did quite feel normal playing on that team…The memories bring me joy, but I’d be lying if I said that I always felt like “one of the guys”.

The same feelings of being a misfit and an outcast have followed me in other areas of my life, from college, to LA, and back to Charlotte.

My doubts in God screamed, “You’re not chosen. God just isn’t pleased with your performance so far. You lack faith, you weakling.”

Depression haunted me, saying, “No one will understand.”

Anxiety screeched, “You’re a freak. If other people could just see the panic in your head right now…”

Insecurity whispered, “What if no one would care about me if they knew who I really am?”

Can you relate? Have you ever felt like the world around you is moving along just fine, but that there’s something broken inside yourself? It’s like being that one blue plate that’s not part of the crystal set, yet you’re sitting in the cupboard with the rest. Something just seems off…


You realize that the other plates aren’t crystal. Rather, you discover that they are red, green, black, brown, and other various colors, caked in last night’s dinner remains.

The truth is, other people are facing their own personal battles, many of which can’t be seen by the naked eye. We are all broken works of art, longing to be restored and called beautiful.

The Artist who created you sees the beauty in your mess. God isn’t surprised or shocked by the war taking place behind your eyes. He loves you, even at your darkest.

In the heart of God, there is no “normal”. You are simply a beautiful mess – a work of art – who is deeply loved for eternity. There is nothing too broken that God cannot heal and restore.

You’re not normal? Good. Welcome to humanity.