Meen inta?
A lot of people out there find themselves at a point in their lives where they feel like they have to “find themselves.” They are constantly bothered by the question “Who am I?” and they do all sort of things to, yeah, find who they really are.
As for me, it’s not that I haven’t asked myself that question at times…it’s just that I’ve NEVER BEEN GIVEN THE CHANCE TO BE MYSELF in my entire life. Yes, believe it or not.
All my life, I’ve never been allowed to be me, to be loved and accepted for who I am. I’VE ALWAYS BEEN COMPARED TO OTHER PEOPLE.
“Why can’t you be smarter than X?”
“Why can’t you be thinner than Y?”
“You have to be smarter and get higher grades than Z.”
“Oh, how we wish you were like XY.”
These are the statements that have been bothering me the entire time I’ve been here on planet Earth.
So when will I get to be me?
I don’t know. In a million years, I guess.
P.S. The title is means “Who are you?” in Arabic. Just in case you’re wondering.
