I've been thinking about what it means to be "fake" or not a lot recently. I think it all started when I bought my new camera in early July. You see, I've been thinking about someone who used to be a friend because she was (and no doubt still is) into photography.
But let's go back a bit. We were in high school and this friend started getting really into photography. She started using a camera and making interesting short videos. She would talk about cinematography and composition of a frame and all that a lot.
The only problem is that I was young. My other friends were young, and behind her back we talked about how she was being "fake" because she just started getting into something she wasn't into before. In reality, I thought it was all really cool and I liked that she was trying something new. How else are you supposed to discover things that you love if you don't try something you've never tried before?
But I didn't want to say anything because I didn't want to seem like I was taking sides. When in fact I was and didn't know it. (Or maybe chose to ignore that.)
I think about that time and feel kind of guilty for not saying anything. Now I know better. Now I know that it's good to stand up and say what you think, even if it means that one of your friends gets mad at you for a day; and that being interested in many different things is wonderful and fun. If I hadn't discovered blogging I wouldn't have found something I love.
And if you're wondering, I didn't lose her as a friend because of this. We remained friends for a few years after high school, but eventually parted ways. But that's a different story.