Who am I?July 17, 2016
What if one day yo wake up and realised that you lost yourself? You were that girl, strong as a muscleman in a circus. You were that...
You were that girl, strong as a muscleman in a circus. You were that girl, who soared high above the clouds. You were that girl, whom everyone thought had it going in her life. You were the epitome perfect.
You believed all that. You invested your days perfecting your life. You know what you want. You approached life's surprises with much grace. You dreamed of turning twenty five and have a family of your own. You pictured celebrating festivities with little hands tugging your dress. Your ideal career was that of a home keeper.
All that until one day when you wake up, you realised that the person you are today, is not the same person you were yesterday.Your dreams changed. Your priorities shifted. Your whole life realigned itself. Your world turned three sixty degrees.
Who are you now?
You rebel at everything that used to be normal. You began questioning whatever you used to believe in. Above all, you don't know who you are trying to prove wrong to.
Then you realised.
This is who you really are. You woke up to the person you have imprisoned your entire life. You were painting a picture which doesn't belong to you in the first place. You were lying to yourself all these years. You are not perfect. You will not be that woman you dreamed of becoming when you were eighteen.
You were conforming to society's standards of being a woman. You only wanted to be a woman. Society made you believe that a woman should be married by twenty five, pregnant before thirty, have at least two kids before thirty five, try every recipe in the recipe book by the time you reach forty.
Society told you that you are less of a woman because you decide to strive for your dreams instead of slogging in the kitchen thinking what to cook for dinner. Society told you that to achieve your aspirations, you need help from a man. Society taught you that you are weak. Society brainwashed you into believing that you are a weak.
But you woke up that morning and realised that you are ready to take flight.
You are not less of a woman just because you are thirty and rocking your single status. You are not less of a woman because there isn't a life inside your womb. You are not less of a woman because you would rather get that PhD than cook and clean for a man. You are not less of a woman because you decide to roam the earth alone.
Society norms crippled me. For years, I believed what society had penned down. I wanted so badly to be a woman in the eyes of society. I failed to realise that I am a woman. The woman I was supposed to be.
So, who am I?