Why its Ok Being Weird and Other Terrible Advice

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STOP BEING BORING. Seriously. That’s the whole secret sauce. Weirdness is where the magic happens, the freak flags fly, and the best stories get written. If you’re reading this expecting ten tips on how to blend in with the beige wallpaper of life, you’re in the wrong place. Go read a LinkedIn post about morning routines. Being weird is okay. Hell… it’s more than okay, it’s what makes you stand out.

We live in a world that worships conformity. Algorithms reward predictability. But guess what? It’s the oddballs, the eccentrics, the glorious weirdos who leave dents in the universe. Whether it’s Lady Gaga dressed as a steak or Elon Musk selling flamethrowers, people don’t become memorable by being digestible.

So why are we still trying to blend in with the clones at the gym, the soul-dead TikTok trends, or the LinkedIn gurus with bleached teeth and inspirational quotes?

Weird Is the New Wealthy

Take Elon Musk. Creepy? Arguably. Weird? Undeniably. He’s also richer than any of us will ever be. The man pitched Mars colonisation while half the world was trying to figure out if they’d remembered to buy almond milk. He’s not just building cars that drive themselves; he’s building a brand around intellectual chaos and brilliant madness. And it works.

Sure, his fanboys are a bit much (see: Reddit threads), but the truth is, we’re all a little fascinated by his peculiar brand of confidence. That’s psychological attraction at work—the mind turned into a magnet. Want more on that? Read: Cerebral Sex: If You Can’t Fuck My Mind, Don’t Bother With My Body. Because this kind of stimulation starts in the grey matter.

2025 note. This comment about Musk has not aged well, given his Nazi-esque behaviour.

The Gym of Clones and Treadmill Zombies

You ever walk into a gym and feel like you’re in a cult? Everyone in matching G-Star tops, same Nike shoes, same protein shaker bottle, same vacant expressions like they’re auditioning for a zombie remake called Planet of the Gains.

I once saw a woman “running” on the treadmill while reading Grazia. That’s not cardio, that’s dissociation.

Conformity is a virus. And the gym? Patient zero.

We judge the weird. We whisper about the different. But deep down, we’re drawn to it. Because the alternative is soul rot. Want an example of what happens when you erase your personality for approval? See: How to Ghost Yourself (Without Actually Dying). Warning: it’s relatable AF.

Fame Wants Freaks

We say we want authenticity. But what we really want is spectacle. People don’t pay to see beige—they pay to watch trainwrecks, icons, and rebels. Look at anyone who’s ever made a mark: weird, wild, and completely unfiltered.

Lady Gaga wore meat. Bowie wore glitter like a religion. Even Trump, as horrifying as he was, gained power not in spite of his unhinged persona but because of it. The sheeple followed. Not because he made sense, but because he made noise.

That’s the dangerous beauty of being weird. It hypnotises, seduces and disturbs and it stays with you.

We’re Taught to Conform, Then Mocked for It

School: wear the same clothes, memorise the same lies, raise your hand for permission to pee.

Work: smile through your emails, nod through mediocrity, say things like “circle back” and “synergy” without vomiting.

Social media: pick a niche, post consistently, and pretend you’re not mentally crumbling under the weight of your perfectly filtered breakfast bowl.

We’re built to be weird and punished the moment we embrace it.

Want to see how weird can also be devastatingly seductive and dangerous? Read this. But maybe not in public. Side effects may include rage, recognition, and unwanted flashbacks.

Weirdness Is a Love Letter to the Future

No great art was created by someone normal. The Mona Lisa isn’t iconic because she’s a beauty queen. She’s iconic because she’s unsettling. Is she smiling? Smirking? Planning your murder? Speaking of murder… have you read about this psychopath?

The Statue of David is naked and massive and carved from stone by a man who thought marble penises were a vibe. That’s weird. That’s memorable.

Van Gogh cut off his ear. Frida painted herself bleeding. Warhol painted soup. Weird isn’t optional. It’s the cost of being great.

Want to write a book that rattles someone’s bones? What about building a brand that outlives you? Create anything that matters? You can’t do it while blending in.

Final Thoughts from the Beautifully Unhinged

Being weird isn’t about being performative. It’s not about shock value or trying too hard. It’s about refusing to shrink yourself to fit in.

If you’re weird, you’ve already won the game. You’ve seen through the bullshit. You’ve stepped out of the algorithm.

So go be loud. Be wrong. Be ridiculous. But be you.

Because the alternative? The safe, quiet, obedient, conformist path?

Already taken by 8 billion people.

Now go make them uncomfortable.

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