By the end of high school, I had about four close friends. I’d always had a hard time making friends and been scared to talk in class. Meeting new people was very awkward and overwhelming for me. I have a very good memory and some people think it’s weird, so I would always wait for people to greet me before I’d say hello. A lot of people that I went to high school thought I was stuck up, when really, I was just painfully shy. Because of this, I chose a small college far away from my hometown. This way I could get the chance to start over, and start the school year off more confidently.
Freshman year, I lived on a sorority floor with a few other freshman, so I had already met most of the girls in that sorority when people started talking about the impending rush date. I had to walk around with no makeup, with tangled bed head, and no bra with the people that could potentially be deciding my fate with their sorority. Obviously that freaked me out. I had come out of my shell a little thanks to freshman orientation and the friends I had already met, but I was still very shy. I would walk past the older sorority girls and avoid all eye contact partly because I wasn’t wearing my glasses and couldn’t see who they were, but mostly just because of my terrible shyness.
So not surprisingly, during rush, the girls knew who I was but didn’t know anything about me. My friends had made lasting impressions on the girls because they are more outgoing and it’s easier for them to open up, but I had a much harder time showing everyone who I really was. I would let girls in my rush group speak over me, because I didn’t want to be rude and wasn’t bold enough to say what I had to say. This not only made me seem quiet, but it also made me seem uninterested. To this day, girls in my sorority tell me about how they thought I didn’t like them. I did like them, in fact, I wanted to be a member of their sorority, but I was too awkward and shy to express this.
I’ve always had a problem with showing people the “real me” right away, because deep down, I am a really strange person and no one has ever really gotten to see that and end up accepting it and staying except my family and a few close friends. Luckily, I joined a sorority that consists of a pack of stone-cold weirdos. These girls are seriously extremely weird once you get to know them, but I love it. Not only do these girls have similar personalities and senses of humor as I do, but they are also the most accepting group of people I have ever gotten to know. It took some time for me to open up to everyone, but when I did, I was welcomed with open arms. I wouldn’t exactly say my sorority “changed” me, as the title of this article suggests, but I will say that the acceptance of this group of girls has made me much more confident with who I am. I no longer fear how people will react to my odd personality or awkwardness, because I know I have about 100 girls in my corner no matter what these people think of me. The girls of Delta Chi Theta have taught me so much about courage and confidence in this short period I have been a member. They taught me to be myself, because who cares what others think as long as you’re fine with who you are. I not only gained sisters on bid day, I also gained a support system that would eventually push me to be confident in my own skin. I can’t express how much I am thankful to be a member of this sorority that, in a sense, changed me for the better.
Here’s to all my ladybugs,