Maybe I do have an identity crisis. This might be great news to some friends who think I suffer from this perpetual identity crisis since admitting you have a problem is the first step, but unlike what they think, this goes beyond constantly feeling like I’m one with various nationalities or ethnicities (I’ll spare you the details) It’s just….
I don’t know what I am, who I am.
Maybe it’s me wondering what I’m doing with my life, what I want from it.. I’ve had these thoughts before but I don’t know why its been gnawing at the back of my mind recently (Maybe because I’m watching my friends turn 20, and yes I know, I will soon as well.. Maybe its because I’m on holiday, with no job and I’m feeling the need to do something.. Maybe its hormones? You know because those things are ClassA Douche and when all else fails just blame it on hormones)
Figuring yourself out seems to be socially acceptable when you’re in your teens, but now that I’m getting older and people around me(well ok maybe on my Facebook newsfeed) getting married or having internships or living life.. Figuring yourself out just seems to get more pressing, even difficult.
But at 20, I don’t need to have my shit together, right?
