7 Things I’ll Never Apologize For

1. My Taste In Music

Updated 10 years ago, March 17, 2015

1. My Taste In Music

My musical preferences range from Taylor Swift to The Cure to Big Sean. And no matter what artist comes out with an album, mixtape, or single, U Got It Bad by Usher will always be a great jam. Or sometimes, you just physically need belt out This Kiss by Faith Hill. #SorryNotSorry.

2. My Form Of Self Expression

Everyone needs an outlet, a way to let out all the pent up frustration and stress that life will undoubtedly hit you with every single damn day. When I just need to let it out, I write. And then I post my thoughts on the Internet. And I will never be sorry about it.

3. My Beliefs

I will never apologize for believing in God, or for calling myself a feminist. It’s just not going to happen.

4. My Emotions

For the most part, I try really hard to be rational and reasonable and keep a clear mind when I get upset about things. I try to put myself in other people’s shoes and look at situations with an outside perspective. But sometimes, I just get really upset. Or mad. Or frustrated. And I don’t feel like I should ever have to apologize for the way I feel if it’s truly how I feel—everyone is entitled to their opinions and their emotions. Don’t be embarrassed about your broken heart or the time you just couldn’t pull yourself out of bed for a week with no particular reason. You have every right to feel the way you do, even if you can’t explain why.

5. My Failures

I’m not sorry for the times I fell short or was a disappointment. Your failures and mistakes don’t define you—you aren’t the boy who dumped you, the school that rejected you, or the job you didn’t get. Take every day in stride; recognize your shortcomings and work to make them better. There is nothing to be sorry for if you can do that.

6. My Vulnerability

I wear my heart on my sleeve, and I just really can’t help it. We live in the “hookup era”—a culture of one night stands, fuck buddies instead of significant others. I will always be one of those wistful, hopeless romantic types. I used to repress it to prevent seeming clingy or crazy. I embrace it now, because I really really believe in true love. If that makes me “vulnerable” or prone to heartbreak and pain, so be it.