Story #16 “Emotions”

Define me, but don’t blind me. Go ahead, you can define me. Believe me, I’ve tried doing it for thirty years now. Define me, but don’t blind me. You may define me how you see fit, but don’t take away from me the work I’ve done. You may not strip me of my journey, the journey that you yourself had to walk. You may not take away my defining power. Define me – define my position, my gender, my sexuality, my politics, my home, my relationships, my ethics, my status, my profession, you name the title, and you write out my definition amongst it. I lend you that power over my life, but just as I lend that power, you have no power of over shadowing me. Do not blind me to my own journey, this journey of pain and satisfaction, of hurt and comfort. I must walk this journey alone for the rest of my life. Your definitions may stay stagnant from the moment you created them, or maybe you change them every time you see or hear from me. This is fine, define me, but do not blind me. Define me, but allow me to still see my whole self to decide on my own definitions. To grow and emerge as who I want to be, as who I see fit to be, as who I know in my heart of hearts is the best person I can possibly be. Me, my truth…it’s an evolution. I began the moment I started observing this world, and I promise you this, I will continue until my very end. So please, I beg of you, define me because it is and always has been your definitions that have allowed me to see who I really am and want to be and become.