Who are you?

It’s Friday! I hope you all have fun plans for the weekend! If you’re working this weekend, I’ve been there before. It’s not ideal. But it’s not forever.

Do you think it is important to know who you are? I find it to be such a vague question. Before, I thought it was so important to know who I was, and I thought that I did. But the older I’ve become; I really don’t know. I know my morals and understand how people should be treated because when people are really lost in self, they can become ignorant and dismissive towards others. But I don’t know if I necessarily know who I am. I am so many things and I think I change every day or at least try to. How does one decide who they are? What is it based on? Our exterior? I am a daughter, a sister, an aunt.. But when I think of who I am, my relationships, hobbies and skills do not come to mind. I want something deeper than that, obviously. If you couldn’t tell already, I am a beyond surface level kinda gal.

Maybe knowing yourself is more of a feeling than an explanation. And if that’s the case then yes, I know exactly who I am. But if I have to list and explain the whys on how I know, then I have no idea.