Dear Misha Collins,
Why you?
I ask myself this all the time.
Why have I found such inspiration specifically from “Misha Collins?” Why not Jensen, or even Jared, who comes off as the friendliest and most honest guy out of the three of you.
You play up this… assholeishness, and frankly, I don’t buy it. You’ve let way too many honest moments slip through the cracks for me to believe that you’re a true jerk.
You’re relatable despite the whole actor thing and this celebrity worship I see here on Tumblr, which I’m, you know, totally guilty of.
But when I look at you, I still see a normal dude. You’re so much like my friends, so much like my own brother, who is probably the funniest, smartest guy I know.
You make me want to reach out to people. I can’t help it. I watched your YouTube video where you’re running and talking about Random Acts, and I buzzed. I itched to do something. Anything. I just wanted to get up and do fucking SOMETHING good in the world.
And then you were breathless, looking right into the camera and saying, “…conquer the world, one random act of kindness at a time.” And I just bawled.
You are so generous to people. You do things that you don’t HAVE to do, but you do them anyway.
Your work, your motivation, the way you invoke change - in the community and in your personal life. Who interns at the white house? Who does that? What normal guy who had a childhood so much like mine gets the balls to get up and strive for such things? And who’s ok with the fact that it didn’t work out? Who tries new things with total abandon, seemingly no fear, there’s always something else beyond that, right, something new to try? Who decides that they’re just gonna get up and leave everything they know and go to the opposite end of the country, the opposite end of their entire world, leaving their family, their friends? Who? You do. You did. And because you did, I know that I can too.
You inspire me to do great things.
That’s why.


