Jesus Christ Supermarket

I have no illusions about who I am. I am not the coolest, smartest, most talented, best looking or even nicest person. I am in no way perfect. I am rather timid, and I can be a little tactless. I can also be a little selfish which is rather evident in my use of the pronoun ”I.” I know who I am. I am me. There is no one the same as me. I realize there are many very similar to myself, in the way they think, act, talk or interact with others but there is no one the same. I am proud of that. I know who I am. I am me.

I have no problem with people telling me who I am. They are welcome to. I will heed their criticisms hidden behind witticisms, in an attempt to make myself a better person all round. Then my better nature tells me to leave well enough alone. I know who I am. I am me. I am not me if I change me to be more appealing to the multitude. That would be genericising myself to fall in with the masses. I will, as a person, like all other persons, evolve naturally and unconsciously in personality. Its natural, because I know who I am. I am me.

I hope I have not confused you, my many adoring readers and fans, but as I have above stated, I have no problems with people telling me who I am, I don’t mind at all. I know who I am. I am me. What I do have a problem with, and its no small problem by any means, is with people telling me why I am me. Why I act like I do, think like I do, dream like I do. I do these things the way I do because I am me, not because I was treated a certain way as a child, or because I live in a certain society.

I do not like to be analysed, I don’t see the need for analysis of my personage. I am not one to use clichés but one comes to mind in this instance, “People should accept me for who I am.” I realize that by saying this I sound like a 12 year old girl but the sentiment stands. I know who I am. I am me. Nothing makes me more angry than someone telling me why I do something. I don’t care if they say it behind my back. They can say what they want behind my back, because, well its behind my back. I realize that I am digressing so I will endeavour to recover my train of thought.

I don’t subscribe to any Freudian theories, nor do I believe in and similar behavioural psychology which attempts to generalise ones behaviour into groups of thinking, effectively branding people. I don’t know much about psychology or other disciplines pertaining to the thought process of an individual, group, or general populace. What I do know is that I do not desire to ever be a subject of these practices. This is because I know who I am. I am me.

For those who undertake the reading of this passage, It was not inspired by any event in life, just a meandering of the thought process. You are free to analyse, it is in your nature, I will not ask you to deny that urge. What I ask of you is that you refrain from informing me of the results of your analysis of my mind. Tell me if you like it or not by all means but I don’t need to hear any more because,

I know who I am. I am me.