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- Main Entry:
- identity crisis
- Function:
- noun
- Date: 1954
1 : personal psychosocial conflict especially in adolescence that involves confusion about one’s social role and often a sense of loss of continuity to one’s personality 2 : a state of confusion in an institution or organization regarding its nature or direction.
I’m looking for who I really am. Up until about 6 months ago, I knew exactly who I was. I felt good about who I was, and I was happy. Little did I know, that’s not who I really needed to be. I have recently discovered that, in my past, I have been living up to everyone’s expectations but my own. I have internalized the ideals that others have placed for me and I have been good at being the person they wanted me to be. I was even proud of myself for becoming that person when it didn’t jive with who I wanted to be.
And now, I know better….
Now, I have found a place where I can be who I need to be. I can be the person that has always been inside of me and has seldom been released for fear of being judged, disliked, or even worse, rejected. Not only have I found companions that will accept this intrinsic Abby, but I have found the courage to let her be known and seen and real in front of those who mean the most to me. I hope that doesn’t come back to bite me later.
I want to be the me that has always been here, not the me that was fashioned out of others wants and expectations. And now, after the crisis, I will be real.
“I want to be real.
I want to find out who I am.
I will find my way to heal.
I will find my voice, my stand.”
~Superchic[k]
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One major highway (always under construction)
237 miles (shorter now than before)
61 songs (if I don’t skip any)
3 hours and 45 minutes (without traffic)
One toll road (I have yet to try)
7.5 gallons of gas (unless the wind is against me)
Thousands of RVs (if the races are in town)
13,622 heartbeats (adjusted to accommodate my excitement when I get close)
14 sighs (intermittently placed…)
2.6 million happy thoughts (all intertwined)
A single moment (that sometimes feels like an eternity)
How far I am from you does not begin to compare to how far I would go to you.
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Paper.
Presentation.
Alone. And late.
Paper!
Test!
Interpretive Summary, Report 1 2 3, VIDEO and accompanying critique.
Read.
New test.
Again.
Test.
THESIS PRESENTATION! that means nothing to my career but must be made anyway.
Have you turned in your application yet?
Research team?
Drowning in the flood of the ‘To Do’.
When all I really want, I want to be with you.
