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Be heard. Say it loud, say it proud. But most of all:
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So now, I sit and ask myself, who am I? What do I believe in and what do I stand for?
I know who I am in the most simple of terms, but thinking about it more actually had me confused. The more I think about it, the more I am convinced I don't know myself at all. I am such a mass of contradictions that I find it hard to put down on paper. Ask me about my opinion and mostly it will be it depends, save for a few non-negotiables. Doesn't mean I'm incapable of deciding, it's just that things are rarely black and white anymore.
And then I realized, I am so much more than a list of traits, characteristics and values I believe in.I guess I know more of myself as I go through every experience that life has to offer. My history is a part of who I am and ultimately, it plays a role in who I will be.
I shouldn't fidget around and think about whether doing this or that would be in accordance of who I think I am and who I think others think I am. It's simply not going to play out like that. In a sense, I know myself better than anyone else but at the same time I don't know myself at all. So why should that stop me?
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