TM Response #402 - Can one bad day change who you are?
Not necessarily. I guess it would depend on just how bad that day was and what happened to make it so bad. If there was some sort of major accident involved or if I were to suddenly become ill and it ended up having a permanent affect on my health, then yes I would classify that as a bad day that changed at the very least a part of me.
However, there is one so-called "bad day" that changed who I was, or at least who I thought I was. The day that we experienced our first major loss to XANA, the day that XANA stole the keys to Lyoko from me and escaped from the supercomputer. Up until that day I and the rest of my friends believed that I was an artificial intelligence, a computer program created by Franz Hopper to be the sole inhabitant of Lyoko. I was only human because Jeremie's materialization program made me so.
But then Franz sacrificed himself to save Lyoko, and me, and to give me back my memories. And that's when we learned the truth. I wasn't an AI; I was human, had always been a human. More than that, I was Franz Hopper's daughter.
Sometimes I wonder how different my life would be if I had never learned the truth about who I was, if I would be any different if I still thought that I was an AI. I'm fairly certain that I would be might be a bit more cheerful. I wouldn't have to worry about the Men in Black or hiding the truth about my past from practically everybody. I wouldn't have had to struggle with my identity, pitting 'Aelita Schaeffer' versus 'Aelita Stones'.
I wouldn't have had to grieve the death of my father or the disappearance of my mother, or the loss of my childhood thanks to Daddy's decision to trap me in a deactivated supercomputer for a decade.
And I suppose I wouldn't be this bitter.
However, there is one so-called "bad day" that changed who I was, or at least who I thought I was. The day that we experienced our first major loss to XANA, the day that XANA stole the keys to Lyoko from me and escaped from the supercomputer. Up until that day I and the rest of my friends believed that I was an artificial intelligence, a computer program created by Franz Hopper to be the sole inhabitant of Lyoko. I was only human because Jeremie's materialization program made me so.
But then Franz sacrificed himself to save Lyoko, and me, and to give me back my memories. And that's when we learned the truth. I wasn't an AI; I was human, had always been a human. More than that, I was Franz Hopper's daughter.
Sometimes I wonder how different my life would be if I had never learned the truth about who I was, if I would be any different if I still thought that I was an AI. I'm fairly certain that I would be might be a bit more cheerful. I wouldn't have to worry about the Men in Black or hiding the truth about my past from practically everybody. I wouldn't have had to struggle with my identity, pitting 'Aelita Schaeffer' versus 'Aelita Stones'.
I wouldn't have had to grieve the death of my father or the disappearance of my mother, or the loss of my childhood thanks to Daddy's decision to trap me in a deactivated supercomputer for a decade.
And I suppose I wouldn't be this bitter.