While applying for an educational summer program, I was confronted by an essay prompt that asked me about any challenges that I had overcome. This made me realize that I have always dreaded essays like these—ones that force me to confront a deep-rooted insecurity. I have dreaded trying to think of a unique story about myself only to find out I had none.

In a world that awards uniqueness, I was afraid of my normality. Neither was I bullied nor was I a bully. Neither did my parents disregard me nor did they suffocate me with excessive love. That was my reality; I was just normal. I was surrounded by people who had distinct stories while I had none. This is not to say that I wish I had more troubles in my life. I'm grateful for the stability and normalcy I've been fortunate enough to experience. Many people face incredibly challenging circumstances, and I'm aware of my own good fortune. However, when it comes to situations that are within our control, I've often found myself listening to friends share stories of getting themselves into and out of trouble, feeling like I have nothing comparable to contribute. Back then, I thought someone’s stories were a testament that they had truly lived, and it seemed like I had not lived at all. This started my reflection.

The more I thought about it, I realized that normality or having a 'boring life' is frowned upon in this society. It is a common belief that to truly matter you must have a unique life, and an unspoken prerequisite is to overcome a challenging obstacle. It is human nature to think highly of someone who has risen above challenges because we all go through problems; that is a large part of being human. So having respect for someone who has overcome adversity in life is justified. 

However, people often downplay the other side of the coin. If a person gets himself into trouble and then overcomes that trouble, that is no doubt, admirable as he has overcome a challenge. But we should also appreciate individuals who make thoughtful decisions that prevent them from entering avoidable difficult situations in the first place. Both paths require different kinds of strength and foresight, but both should be appreciated. 

I have concluded that normalcy is nothing to be ashamed of; it is something to be proud of. I think there is a reason why so many young people now seem to have a goal of a simple, quiet life. For me, living a stable life doesn't mean a lack of depth or character; it often reflects a thoughtful approach to life's challenges. By making informed choices and avoiding unnecessary risks, I build resilience that may not always be visible but is no less valuable.

While pursuing uniqueness, I failed to find it, but after discarding this insatiable desire and embracing the part of me I detested for so long, I discovered my own unique story.