In the huge swath of people I have met my life, I have found that I am not the same person who I was fifthteen years ago. Being myself was always a differcult thing for me as I never really knew what I wanted and the things I wanted always seemed to conflict. So in the end, I convinced myself I didn’t want anything.
I’m more certain of what I want now, and sometimes find it hard to reconicile who I am now with who I was then. I am certain my past self would not like who I am now and sometimes I feel that my younger self was a bit lost and naive.
Growing up, I never fitted into a particular group and I was never sure if this was a good or bad thing. This way, I got to meet so many different people but I never got to know very many that closely.
