“ So little changes sometimes and the older I get I feel like so much of me is just always who I was. I always expected this change that would make me forget everything about who I was when I was little. But I realize more and more this is what I am and this is what I got, This is hard because I always had such hope for how amazing I would be when I cast off the fetters of who I was. But I am realizing we don’t really shed skins like snakes and emerge all shiny and new. And lame though it is, we are more like scraggy old phoenixes. We only get new when we burn and suffer and scream and then somehow we can come out a little newer, but never really entirely new. But as hard as that can be it can also be amazing. We are so elastic in who we are that we can contain all of our past and future and all those contradictions and mistakes and stupidity and genius. ”
My friend “H” put up some of her friends words of advice in her fb profile and I quite agree with the general sentiment and wisdom (even the fact that is is fb wisdom doesn’t detract from the honesty and truth behind it).