The not-so-easy art of being yourself
Being yourself is hard. Maybe you’re more evolved than I am, but I’m pretty sure that when it comes to who I am, I’m still figuring it out. I know I’m supposed to be a grown-up, but I still feel like an awkward kid half the time. I still have so many questions and doubts. I still feel like an unfinished story.
People say “just be yourself” as if it’s a simple matter. They mean well. They intend their words as reassurance or encouragement, but whenever I hear that bit of advice, it’s as if someone opened a trap door beneath my feet. As I hurtle down into who-knows-what, my head echoes with the question, “But … who am I?”
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When I was in high school, I was what you might call a “floater.” I did not belong to any of the usual…
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