“And Hansel said to Gretal: Let us drop these bread crumbs, so that together we find our way home, because losing our way would be the most cruel of things." This year I lost my way. And losing your way on a journey is unfortunate. But losing your reason for the journey…is a fate more cruel. The journey lasted eight months. Sometimes I traveled alone. Sometimes there were others who took the wheel, and took my heart. But when the destination was reached, it wasn't me who'd arrived. It wasn't me at all. And once you lose yourself, you have two choices. Find the person you used to be, or lose that person completely. Because sometimes, you have to step outside of the person you've been, and remember the person you were meant to be. The person you wanted to be. The person you are. “
--Anonymous
Words hurt, but they also heal. I never imagined a simple quote leaving such an impression on my life, as well as my future. When I see a movie, or read a book, the entirety of the entertainment should correspond with my life in order for me to relate with it. Yes, all of it. Not bits and pieces. As the captain of my ship, this quote related perfectly to my journey.
The phrase, “This year, I lost my way,” left a lasting impression on me. Reason being, I journeyed to Minnesota with no friends and no family awaiting me in the Twin Cities, and expectedly, lost my way. The freedom, the excitement, and the opportunity to be anybody I wanted to be caused me to stray from my academics and toward the discovery of myself. I didn’t have the figurative ‘breadcrumbs’ to help me out. I was lost. My parents always said you are in Minnesota for an education. Although I agreed with this, I knew I was here for more than that. In relation to the quote above, my journey lasted one year. Sometimes I traveled alone. Sometimes there were others who took the wheel, and took my heart. But when the destination was reached, it wasn’t me who arrived. It wasn’t me at all. I had made this unimaginable, amazing, life-changing transformation into a completely different person. Once I lost myself freshmen year, I had two choices: find the person I used to be or lose that person completely. Because sometimes, I had to step outside of the person I was in high school and remember the person I was MEANT to be. The person I WANTED to be. The person I am. I am gay.
I think we all go thru a type of internal battle, fighting between who we were and who we want to become instead of just being who we are in the present moment. Thanks for sharing your story (:
ReplyDeleteI've read many posts, but yours kind of stood out because words rather than people or places helped you find yourself, which shows how powerful words can also be when it comes to shaping people's lives.
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