Maggie Monologue

Me. A very vague thing even to myself. We’re so brisk to change and our personalities change in motion with time it’s almost too difficult to catch up. Very rarely are we proud of the fill-in personality that replaced our old being and we look at it with discontent and hatred almost when we should really see it as progress, either good or bad. It’s not a punishment, it’s you. The changing you and the changing me. I want what happens to me. Bad or good, whatever it is, it affects me and makes me who I am. I’d rather be no one else and that’s rare. You don’t find that a common verse in everyday language nor do we expect it. Of course we all have our flaws, parts of us we find undesirable. However we can never be perfect and the longer you fight

I would say I began to be who I wanted to be during a relationship with a girl named Maggie. That year was the most immense change I’ve ever seen in a person. I credit a lot of finding who I wanted to be because of her and I wish I would’ve told her that. Just being with her and learning about someone so closely and how to handle another person especially of the opposite gender and especially with how spontaneous of a person she was helped me develop a calm disposition and really brought out a more fun and happy person in me that continues on growing to this day. It wasn’t all her however, I have amazing friends and an immensely wonderful and forgiving family that I could fall upon in my times of need and trouble. Great people to be my friends, teach me, and raise me all culminated into me being who I am and I would thank every person I have been able to call a friend, family, acquaintance, stranger, and any other person that crossed my path. It seems to be a reoccurring theme to say “who I am”, but it’s just the glory of it; finally knowing me and enjoying life and all it has to offer and at such an early stage in my life. I am truly