Who I Am

    

Identity: the state of being oneself and not another. People spend years trying to find this concept for themselves. The reason it’s so difficult to uncover is who we are is always in flux. Arbitrary traits and characteristics do nothing to define us. Rarely do we embody one at all times. A happy disposition doesn’t negate the ownership of personal sadness. What was yesterday, might not be today.

 My identity, who I am, is not something I can articulate in a few choice words. It’s too contradictory, expansive, and personal; and I don’t know of any words, in any language, that can capture a persons soul. So who am I?

I can give you a few meaningless phrases and words:

 
Passionate
Introverted
Social
Easy-going
Believer in “Carpe Diam”
Intelligent
Kind
Writer
Artist
Dancer
Student
Teacher

Pugnacious
Sister
Daughter
Grand-daughter
Sinner
Saint
Strong-willed
Flawed

Unfortunately this isn’t accurate. I simply am.
I simply am.