When it comes to talking about myself, it's extremely difficult. This entire time I've focused on my past, explaining what's happened to me and how it makes me who I am.
That's the real question though. Who am I? Am I a guy filled with seething hatred and passion? Do I constantly commit good deeds and aim to inspire others on a daily basis? Do I lift my chin and think less of people that don't understand me or do things differently than I think it should be done?
These are all half truths. They are only half right. I say I'm a novice artist, but really it's more than that. I'm a creator and several of the things I create are inspired off of the books I've read, shows/movies I've seen and ideas I purely find fascinating. The creator side of me is what I love about myself. I'm also a child. Not by age but in my mind. I have a naivety about myself, yet I'm also capable of understanding a lot of things in th world. I love learning, more importantly I love gaining infomation. I learned early on that information is power, yet I rarely obtain it.
I'm a very shy person. I'm extremely nice yet I silently judge people. Perverted on one side and respectful on the other. I'm slow to adapt to new situations even though I'm fairly capable of adapting at the same rate or faster than most people. One of the things I'm reminded of daily is my passion. I have a passion for what I do, even if it ends up crashing to the ground.
All of this is who I am. I'm a perverted, yet respectful child. I love learning and obtaining information. I'm slow to be things yet if I put my mind to it I'm able to learn at a much faster pace. I create people, places, personalities, entire world's and the kingdoms or societies that exist within them. I love telling the story of the hero and I have a duty to see all people treated equally, no matter their race, history, opinion, or religious deity(s).
Maybe I'm a bit cocky, because I can see myself as a beacon of hope. Lady luck gave me life, but she made sure to teach me lessons. Some take longer than others. Not only that, she gave me a lot of amazing people to support me in my lifetime. I am grateful to all of them and I don't deserve their grattitude.
So what's the point of me writing this? Well part of it is to inspire myself. The other part is to show you that I'm not some perfect golden boy just because I've been through shit in my life. I've made a lot of mistakes and they've made me stronger for making them. If you see me, speak to me or even just hear about me should I become what I want to become know this: Never beat yourself because you made a mistake. Even the smallest mistake you learn from can allow you to become an even better person. All it takes is a little determination.
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