I realize more and more that I’ve spent so much time wondering “who am I”? “What represents ME”? Carrying this false concept that I need to be this one thing, I need to be “somebody”. Thinking that way has only ever made me depressed, I just didn’t realize it. Maybe that’s because any time you label something, you limit it. The veils become so thick when you try to control. When you put on a model because it’s whats “cool”. who you “think” you are is only a small piece of a much larger picture. We can’t know what we are entirely through knowledge. It’s something that is felt. What I feel is that we are all abstract and beautiful. Complex and layered. And the less I try to label myself and be a single sided cartoon of all that I really am, the fuller I feel. The more it all comes together in harmony.