A lot of times, I find myself asking the question, “Who am I?” I can never answer the question. I don’t know what makes me “me”.I haven’t been searching for the answer because I don’t believe it happens that way. Does anybody truly know who they are? Yes, people can make a list of their likes and dislikes, what the enjoy doing, a hobby, but all that information isn’t the answer to the question. It is much deeper than that. Is it even possible to answer? At least for now.
I’m starting to believe that only our past experiences can tell us who we are. What we did and didn’t do in this life is what defines us as to who we are. Until it is all finished, will we truly know who we are?
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