I think I may be suffering from an identity crisis...perhaps...maybe, but if I was..would I know?
All my life, I have always thought of myself as what I wasn't. I wasn't a conformist, I wasn't a follower, I wasn't a teacher's pet, I wasn't a dumbass....I never wanted to fit a category, I wanted to be unique. I've succeeded at that...however...who am I? Any time somebody would ask me that, I would always answer the same: I am. I don't define myself, I let the people I know do that for themselves. But...someone should be able to classify themself somehow, right? Everyone has their own impressions of others, everyone thinks different. But everyone has an impression of themself, or at least how they wish to be...or am I wrong? I don't. I honestly...don't...think of myself. At all. I exist, that's all that matters....or is that crazy?