Anyone who knows me knows that I am a huge Lady Gaga fan. I love everything she stands for and how she gives outcasts a place to belong. So, it’s no surprise for me to say how much I loved her Netflix documentary “Gaga: Five Foot Two”. To see someone that successful, popular and talented in such a vulnerable and lonely state was completely heartbreaking (but also reminded me that we are all human.) And even though I cried (multiple times) throughout the 1:40 run time, I couldn’t help but see a lot of myself in Stefani’s every day life.
I may not have fibromyalgia, but I know what it’s like to have an illness that doesn’t allow you to always do the things you want, or plan, to do. I know what it’s like to have people tell you “you don’t look sick, so you’re not sick,” or “let me know when you have a real illness.” I have a friend who’s been going through this for years (far worse than anything I’ve dealt with) and I’ve seen the way she’s treated because people think she’s being a ‘flake’ because she doesn’t look like she’s sick. If people are going to think you’re a flake or fake or any other negative adjective, you need to tell them “BYE FELICIA!”
Ain’t nobody got time for that.
This world is too messed up for us to be judging people based off of outward appearances. That’s easier said than done, but we should should be judging people on their character, not on how we perceive them to be.
So, if this movie taught me anything (and it taught me a lot), it’s that no amount of fame can cure your issues (it might help, but only to point.) We’re all human. And the most important piece is to just be yourself. If people want to think they know you before they actually do, then you really don’t need them in your life.
*kisses and cupcakes*