LJ Idol: Week 0: Introductions
Names are important. Hasn't it been said that if someone knows your true name they hold absolute power over you? I seem to recall that.
I was born of one name, chose another, earned a third, created a fourth and was given this fifth.
If you met the first?
Someone who spent his time alone, hiding from a world that taunted him, rejected him because of medical issues from birth. Someone who didn't handle that rejection terribly well at times during school, further alienating classmates. A reader who didn't care what was read as long as it was interesting. A writer--although not a terribly good one at first, being that the stories were rip offs of stuff already out there, but who got better at it as the years passed. Someone who hid the damage of his brother's death apparently so successfully that he was said to have escaped without damage. Someone who survived four and a half years of endless shit from his mother.
If you met the second?
A writer, five time winner of National Novel Writing Month. Much improved from ten years ago, but still with improvement to be made--a writer doesn't stop learning, after all. Still a loner in some respects, but this time by choice because he knows what he wants: if he is not a loner, he will never have that goal. Still carrying the damage of years past, but finally in a place where it is being dealt with. Someone who can't abandon friends, who will always listen no matter how stupid, because he's been there: he knows how people sometimes only want someone to listen and understand, without giving advice. Someone who can't think without his brain kicking into overdrive. Someone who enjoys music, who will buy anything of Celtic Woman or Delta Goodrem.
If you met the third?
He promised he'd never leave her, always love her, just as she promised the same to him. And for over a year and a half, the two have been inseparable. They will make it work; it's too important to lose. In this, they are of like mind.
If you met the fourth?
Calm. Rational. Able to see clearly, unclouded. Fond of the colour green, of daggers and of a haunting melody. Only shown when need is absolute, but can be summoned if one wishes.
If you met the fifth?
He can go to her and she will hold him close, her love always surrounding him, keeping him safe. Unto him she hath given her name. It is enough. The darkness is gone.
However, none of these describe me if taken alone. Only together, are they one.
I'm me. I'm okay with that.
Are you?