Today, I have been thinking about the word “influence”, and it’s been bugging me. Who am I, and how much of what I am today, has been through the influence of others?
Over the past few months, I have been trying to learn as much as possible about myself, and writing has been a great way to put my thoughts on paper, while trying to untangle the mess. What if, I could hit the reset button, and forget everything that I was ever taught in life.
What would I keep? And what would I need to let go of? Why do I think, or act in the way that I do? What is real in life, and what is not real? What is normal, and what is not normal? Who determines, which is which? Who is really sane, and who is insane? And, who really has the right to judge anyone else?