Mar 02, 2011 14:43
This is so strange to me:
I come out of high school knowing exactly who I am. And I really, really like her. I don't know exactly where I'm going but I'm completely confident that I'll get there one way or another.
Then, as soon as I'm taken out of the context I've lived in my whole life, and I don't know who I am. Like, really. Even months later, having experienced much more than I ever have before, I am more lost than ever. Today, I come back from class and I look in the mirror and I'm like, who the hell am I? And it's not alarming, at least not at the moment. I can laugh about it with the people I've met who seem to feel the same way about themselves. It's just strange.
I guess the main thing I've gained from this experience is the knowledge that we depend on each other to understand ourselves. No man is an island. And when I think about all the amazing people in my life who have helped to make me who I am (whoever that is!), I am very, very grateful for that.