Sunday, November 06, 2005

The Real Me

Is it possible for me to not really know who I am yet? Sometimes I feel like I'm just an empty shell with no substance inside. Then again, I can suprise myself with what I can do. It's kind of funny. The older I get, the more confused I am. I wonder if it's the same as that one saying about how the more you know, the less you realize that you know. Or something like that.
And it makes me kind of sad, because if I don't even know myself, then I don't know if anyone else really knows me either. I mean, how can anyone know me, if I don't even know myself?

3 comments:

Roro said...

I'm not sure myself, but I think, at least in part, who you are forms from how other people see you. But there's always a part of you that no one will ever see. That's the mystery of life. You may not even discover it.

I don't know if I know myself either. But I think that's something we've all gotta get used to. It's forty years too early to have that mid-life identity crisis.

Anonymous said...

this post is like a collection of every crappy young adult cliche ever uttered

Kelsey said...

Yeah well you know what? Sometimes I feel like a crappy young adult cliche. And technically, lots of people feel that way at some point, or else it would have never become a cliche.