A Toast For Consistency
The world displays change as a good thing. Why is it never shown as a bad thing? Well, it can be, I have seen this, done this. My mother prods me to change consistently and unrelentingly just so her “miserable” life could be the happiest that she could imagine. I have forced myself to change to her will and to change in a certain manner so that I could integrate into society as popular like all the cool kids. Well at least the ones that I thought were cool. My personality took such a beating, changing so many times that my true one never had the time to catch up…therefore losing myself in the process. My current personality is only temporary…I change myself…mold myself into matching the new crowd. It’s a habit…a reflex that is me. So while all of you are wishing away the things you would like to change…which most I am sure will be superficial and unnecessary changes…I will be brooding, attempting to find myself in the sea of confusion.
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