It seems like such a simple question, doesn't it?
But boy, it is the exact opposite of simple. It is deep and complicated beyond words.
With so many side questions. So many unanswered questions.
Who are you?
About a year ago at this time I thought I knew the answer to the question.. but today, I am completely uncertain. I thought I was a girl that everyone loved, who was on track to be an elementary teacher, comfortable with herself, and had a solid support group back at home. Since coming home about three weeks ago I had realized that that wasn't necessarily the case. I have my enemies. I have no clue what track I will be taking next. I am not always comfortable with myself. And most painfully shocking, I don't have a solid support group at home.
Although, a year ago I was not as confident with my beliefs, likes and dislikes. Today I am way more vocal with my opinions and I am proud of myself for that. I am confident in where I stand with political and other controversial topics. I am no longer afraid to admit that I love One Direction or other "stupid silly" things. I learned to not care of what others think of me and the things I post online; I'll tweet 30 times in one day or post a 200 second snap story and I could care less if you think I'm annoying or weird. If someone has a problem with what I post, then simply just don't follow me or don't look at it. It isn't that difficult. So yes, I am going to post the whole entire Rolling Stones concert on snapchat and I am going to freak out on Twitter when I meet my favorite band. GET OVER IT. If it makes me happy, I am going to post it and document it, so my apologies. Documenting things by taking pictures and videos is how I remember and reminisce in the past, so I'm gonna do it if I freaking want to!
Sorry that was a mini rant. I can't fit that in 140 characters or less on twitter so there ya go sorry not sorry : - )
Who am I? Well, mom, I am not the statistics you see on the news, I am my own individual person. Sure I am already on my third major by my second year in college, but I'm not 100% the your typical college girl whatsoever. I'm figuring out the track that fits me best and that I wouldn't mind running for a while. I am trying to feel comfortable and confident with my life decisions and it would be nice to receive some support rather that criticism making my second guess everything.
Who am I? I am a girl that doesn't like the place she previously called "home". After being away at college for nine months, coming back home was very difficult. I'm friends with virtually nobody from high school anymore and it has been rough. I've got my two closest friends from high school and then all the girls I grew up with from skating. So overall, that is a lot of people that I call my best friends but it isn't quite the same. I used to have two different friend groups from high school but miraculously I don't talk to any of them. It went from twenty to zero very quickly. Just my skater girls, my two besties and my dogs. Thats all I have here. It is the strangest feeling going from college to home. Where college feels more of a home than home actually does. Crazy the place that you've lived your whole life feels like another world. When I am here I feel constantly judged by everyone.. I never felt that up in school.
Who am I?
To be continued..
But boy, it is the exact opposite of simple. It is deep and complicated beyond words.
With so many side questions. So many unanswered questions.
Who are you?
About a year ago at this time I thought I knew the answer to the question.. but today, I am completely uncertain. I thought I was a girl that everyone loved, who was on track to be an elementary teacher, comfortable with herself, and had a solid support group back at home. Since coming home about three weeks ago I had realized that that wasn't necessarily the case. I have my enemies. I have no clue what track I will be taking next. I am not always comfortable with myself. And most painfully shocking, I don't have a solid support group at home.
Although, a year ago I was not as confident with my beliefs, likes and dislikes. Today I am way more vocal with my opinions and I am proud of myself for that. I am confident in where I stand with political and other controversial topics. I am no longer afraid to admit that I love One Direction or other "stupid silly" things. I learned to not care of what others think of me and the things I post online; I'll tweet 30 times in one day or post a 200 second snap story and I could care less if you think I'm annoying or weird. If someone has a problem with what I post, then simply just don't follow me or don't look at it. It isn't that difficult. So yes, I am going to post the whole entire Rolling Stones concert on snapchat and I am going to freak out on Twitter when I meet my favorite band. GET OVER IT. If it makes me happy, I am going to post it and document it, so my apologies. Documenting things by taking pictures and videos is how I remember and reminisce in the past, so I'm gonna do it if I freaking want to!
Sorry that was a mini rant. I can't fit that in 140 characters or less on twitter so there ya go sorry not sorry : - )
Who am I? Well, mom, I am not the statistics you see on the news, I am my own individual person. Sure I am already on my third major by my second year in college, but I'm not 100% the your typical college girl whatsoever. I'm figuring out the track that fits me best and that I wouldn't mind running for a while. I am trying to feel comfortable and confident with my life decisions and it would be nice to receive some support rather that criticism making my second guess everything.
Who am I? I am a girl that doesn't like the place she previously called "home". After being away at college for nine months, coming back home was very difficult. I'm friends with virtually nobody from high school anymore and it has been rough. I've got my two closest friends from high school and then all the girls I grew up with from skating. So overall, that is a lot of people that I call my best friends but it isn't quite the same. I used to have two different friend groups from high school but miraculously I don't talk to any of them. It went from twenty to zero very quickly. Just my skater girls, my two besties and my dogs. Thats all I have here. It is the strangest feeling going from college to home. Where college feels more of a home than home actually does. Crazy the place that you've lived your whole life feels like another world. When I am here I feel constantly judged by everyone.. I never felt that up in school.
Who am I?
To be continued..