Thursday, November 14, 2013
This week I have been thinking alot about my identity. It has really changed many times in the last five years when I lost weight. I went to someone that was a reader, overweight girl to a runner, skinny girl. Some of these identities were hard because it meant not fitting in with family or friends anymore. Maybe it also meant being an individual when I am just trying to figure who I want to me.
Than, this year happened.
I went from runner, skinny girl to I don't what who I am. I do identify with being a runner, skinny girl anymore. I am not a student anymore either. Nor a fitness expert. Nor the girl that lost 100 pounds.
Since moving, I feel like I am a nobody. No body here knows the accomplishments or even cares. They see me as an Americorp VISTA which is lower than an intern I am finding.
But, besides a VISTA, who else am I?
Female? A sister? A daughter? Those are just relations. I guess you could say I am an author or painter. But, that is more from pressure of my boyfriend.
So, who do I want to be?
A continued success story? An author? A casual runner? A marathoner? A marketing guru? A nurse?
Anyhow, I just needed to jot down these thoughts.. Maybe by acknowledging I am having a mini-identity issue, I can stop emotionally eating.