People often tend to look at us as who we are as a whole. The problem with that is that who we are? It's not one big thing. It's a million little things. It's the communities we consider ourselves a part of. It's where we go to cry. It's the jokes we make and the jokes we laugh at, it's the music we listen to, it's when and where we feel alone. It's the things that make us tick, it's your favorite things, it's an ability to laugh so hard at a boob-shaped M&M that you're left gasping for oxygen on the ground in the lobby of your high school during your lunch period one day during your junior year.
Who we are is the color we paint our nails most often, it's the people we look up to, and the people we aspire to be when we grow up. It's the stuffed animal laying next to our pillow, the background on our laptop, the messages in our phones. It's everything we do, say, hear, feel, touch, remember, build, tear down. Who we are is EVERYTHING. It's every memory. Every hope. Every dream. Every disappointment. Every heartache and night spent laying on your back in bed daydreaming. Who we are is everything. It's even not knowing who we are.
I often ask myself that question: Who AM I? And furthermore, who am I going to be? And I don't really know. But that's okay with me. Because I know this: I am the kind of person who watches an episode of Oprah and feels connected to every member of the audience, just for the fact that I know that they love, respect and appreciate her. That they've been shaped by her, just like I have and do. I know that I cry at every little thing because I am compassionate and I love seeing other people happy. I know that I'm not a lover and I'm not a fighter, but a unique mixture of the two. I know that I find water when I want to cry-either the beach or the shower. That I am sarcastic. That I country music is not only something I listen to, but is a part of who I am. I know that my favorite color switches between pink, pale yellow and white. That I LOVE italian and chinese food. That I love to sail and write poetry and take pictures. That I like to make other people happy. I am my memories. I am that ridiculous looking M&M. I am an Oprah fan. I am a country girl at heart. I am a hopeless romantic, a bitch, a sweetheart...I am everything. And everything is me.
So who are you?
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