Friday, October 3, 2014

We Are Who We Are

"I'm a fraud."

He rolled his eyes, "You're not a fraud. You are mine. It's just life. We've both had a lot going on lately"

"Prove that I'm not a fraud then, because I really feel like one lately."

Seriously?! Will I never learn??

"I will."

And he did.


Yet further proof that we are what we are despite our doubts or efforts to the contrary.

I think that maybe...Maybe I didn't want to be this anymore, so I convinced myself that I wasn't what I am. The odd thing about being human is that, in the end, it doesn't matter what we tell ourselves we are--because ultimately, we are nothing more and nothing less than who we are.

I realized that I'm a bit like a box, (wish I had a prettier or more graceful analogy). Sometimes I feel like one of those battered cardboard boxes you see floating around the recycling bin, full of unwanted old things. And other times I feel like one of those rare awesome wooden trunks, full of old secrets and hidden treasures.

Accepting who I am makes me feel like the trunk. When I won't, or can't, I become the box. But who I am is always there, no matter what else is currently residing inside with me, or what trappings I find myself surrounded by.


  1. I love this post and the analogy you used because it is simple and spot on. It is so nice that when we start to drift away from who we are, they are nice enough to help bring is back.

  2. Great analogy and so true to life. We ARE.

    1. Thank you sunnygirl. No way to avoid That one is there? Lol.

  3. Love this analogy, beautifully stated. <3

  4. Hi Lil, I'm so glad Alpha proved you are not a fraud :) love this and the analogy.



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