Is it worth finding out? What happens if I find things I don't like?
For some reason this question is important to me. Who am I? What am I living for? What do I want? How do I get there. It seems pretty selfish.
Should I just be who others want me to be? Should I just be what God wants me to be? How about my parents?
Society wants me to be a certain way, so does work, or school. But who am I?
I want to be free. I want to know who I am so I can be proud of myself. But I just find myself surrounded by voices telling me what to do. Go to church. Study more. Come to this event. Be strong don't depend on others. Be honest. Get a girlfriend. You're such a loser. You're so worthless. You can't do anything right. No one loves you. I hate you. You're so selfish.
Who Am I? Does anyone else ask this question? Is it important? Is it weird that I do not know.
Who Am I?
I realized that the most important person to me, was someone I barely knew and someone who barely knew me. Half my worry went to how to get to know more about that person the other half went to knowing how to let that person know who I am.
ReplyDeleteIt was weird; I didn't ever think so deeply on who I was. I could look up the river and see how I got here and how pebbles in a stream moved me to where I am, but who I wanted to be, who I really am, who I need to be, and who I thought I should be, all sort of got blurred and distorted between now and sometime where self-awareness started. How are you suppose to tell someone who you are when you are not even sure you know?! How are you suppose to express yourself or answer a question if you don't know who you are, you don't know who you want to be, and you don't know who you chose to be are even the same people?
So yes, I asked this question. Did I get an answer from God? >no, not really; well I asked who I was, and he replied: forgiven. I suppose I should be happy that I get replies whenever I ask about things (most of the time). sometimes I wonder if I am the only one that does is such a manner. Why did I ask this question though? If I don't know who I am, then who else on earth will? We are all hypocrites at one point or another, so if you look hard enough, you would know yourself the best (excluding God of course) because you always show everyone else a mask a one point or another. I don't find telling my true nature, telling the me who I really am to other people as I am very easily, but if I don't tell people, then they will never know. So I decided to try-
Whether I know myself entirely; that is a whole different story, but I've realized. Somewhere along the lines of trying to tell someone who you are, you start finding yourself slowly. Maybe it's like comparing notes about yourself with someone else. Maybe it's just the simple trying to capture yourself in the form of words for others, that truly speaks to you yourself about who you are. I'm not an expert on anything, not even myself. But I will say that you are similar to me, and you have seen the world through the same eyes I have because we have not only tread similar paths, but reacted the same way.
the abundantly affectionate