Not in the dreadful, "abyss" sort of way; of course not.
A shattered mirror with tiny reflections of the same person looking back at me, each representative of a different part of my life, a different facet of my personality.
The good-student Me. The club-going Me. The movie-loving Me.
The loyal employee. The financially independent. The failed musician.
The writer. The actor. The Scorpio. The aspiring world traveler. The sex addict.
The smoker. The coffee drinker. The avid reader. The democrat.
The bisexual. The caucasian. The woman. The paegan. The Northern Californian.
Previously anorexic, vegetarian, cutter, self concious,
Unconfident, ashamed, violated,
People-hating, shoplifting,
Child.
Currently:
Self-loving, accomplished,
International Study Peer Counselor, Academic Records student assistant,
Brave, make-up selling, video-game playing, college student, and study abroad returnee.
A shattered mirror, each aspect of my personality reflecting back at me. Every reflection is of the same person. How complicated it is that people are made up of so many different faces that look excatly the same.
Cristina
I love this. You are all of those amazing different things.We are so complex.
ReplyDeleteCristina,
ReplyDeleteI love this shattered mirror (but not in the dreadful abyss sort of way) metaphor. I think of them as hats we wear -- all those personalities or identities or "facets" -- I like that word.
Thanks for sharing so much with us here. The many layers make us really interesting and complex people (and can often serve us well as writers).
--Kiala
beautiful. and honest. and sharp. well done.
ReplyDeleteYou are amazing, Cristina! I love seeing all the different "pieces" of who you are laid out for us like this. You are truly a beautiful and complex individual who should pride herself on what she has overcome and who she is becoming!
ReplyDeleteOooh. This is good. You portray how a person is never this or that, but many things. So true. It seems like most people feel like they can have only one identity for themselves. They feel the need to label themselves and to meet the requirements of that label. Great work! Also, love the progression: what you used to be and, now, what you are.
ReplyDelete-Anna <3
the pieces aren't just fragments, they make a whole pic
ReplyDeletee
You just pieced together your very own personal puzzle. How does it feel? After getting all the pieces in one place and fitting them together. How does it feel to view your life as a whole? I bet it's relieving and wonderful at the same time. It tastes like a small bit of "life-changing" if you ask me. loved it...your poem inspired the structure of my post by the way...Before I even read it...your purple letters stood out in their spray across the page...and thus I too blogged a poem
ReplyDeleteI get an image of a whole through all these parts. nice.
ReplyDelete