Today, wherever you go schools, colleges, offices, and even our own families people seem to be divided into three categories the exceptional, the struggling, and the average. The exceptional ones get the attention because, in our eyes, they seem to have everything figured out. They are good at studies, good at sports, intelligent, confident, and often seem to look good too. They are the ones teachers praise, parents talk about, and people naturally notice. Then comes the second category the struggling ones They struggle in most of these areas, but interestingly, these are often the people who are more likely to do something unexpected or crazy. Maybe because they have already experienced what it feels like to fall short, they don't always care as much about what society thinks of them.
And then comes the third category the average ones. They don't really get punished by society because they aren't bad at anything. But at the same time, they rarely get any recognition either. They aren't special enough to be celebrated, and they aren't struggling enough to be noticed. We have all heard this one thing in school teachers remember the best students and the worst students. Years later, when they look at old school photographs, they might remember the student who always topped the class or the one who was always getting into trouble. But how many of them remember the names of the average students standing somewhere in between.
If you are someone average like me, then you know the pain of being good, but never good enough. We don't fail our tests, but we are never remembered for the best results. We look fine, but we are never the prettiest person to walk into the room. We are good at things, but rarely the best at them. We are not failing, but we are not exactly winning either. And maybe we spend too much time feeling bad about that. But you know what? It's fine. It's okay to be average. You don't always have to be the best person in the room to have a place in it. You don't have to be exceptional at everything to have a life that is meaningful. Maybe being average isn't a curse after all. Maybe the real curse is spending your entire life trying to prove that you are not.
