Who Are You

You wake up in your bed to feel that your body is sore. You look around to find the room to be unfamiliar, yet familiar at the same time. You walk to the bathroom to brush your teeth and wash your face. As you dry your face with a towel, you look at the mirror and see yourself. But, you don't see yourself. You don't recongnize the person in the mirror. You question if you were going mad only to realize you don't remember anything about yourself. [[Who are you?]]

You look in the mirror. The features you see doesn't look like you. Or at least, you think you don't look like you. You cannot recongnize the person you're looking at. The hair and eye colors, the face stucture, the expressions, and just everything about you isn't you. But it is you. You wonder what was going on and why you couldn't recongnize yourself. You left the bathroom and looked around the bedroom. Maybe something in the room could get you to move forward in the day. There has to be things in the room that could answer your questions of who you are. There's a [[backpack]] on the ground next to a desk. There are [[letters]] on the desk. There are [[pictures]] on the wall.

You grabed the backpack and opened it. The inside contains a pencil case and notebooks. You look in the notebooks to see that most of the notes are recent, mainly from the past few months. You read the notebooks and find that they were notes taken from school. Based on the class sheets, sylybui, and planners, you find out that you go to a community college. You debate on either trying to go to school or staying at home. Would there be a point in going to school though? You decide to [[stay at home.]]

You look at the pictures on the walls. It looked like family pictures, pictures of friends, as well as childhood pictures. It was hard to recongnize who was you and who wasn't. It's as if there weren't any pictures of you. As if the pictures of you vary from each picture. Almost as if your appearance change everyday. Though, there was one person who looked like who you thought you looked like. As if it was your previous appearance. Again you ask yourself [[who you are]]? but a part of you also wanted to ask, [[Who were you?]]

You started to question everything and question who you are. How you live and how you are right now. [[How are you living?]] [[How do you present yourself?]]

Who was the person who lived in the pictures. It's so bizarre how in all the pictures, there's no one you can recongnize. But what's even perculiar is the fact that there is always just one person who doesn't appear again in all the other pictures. Like in all the family pictures, there's always one person different. Could that be you? But why is it that you change your appearance so drastically? The group of friends you have in the pictures drastically changes every other picture. As if something happened that could've led to you changing. The smiles in the family started so happy only for it to grow less happy. [[who exactly were in the pictures]]

You look at the pictures again and see the different people in it. They're you. You've been living without a sense of yourself. You realized something. Today was not the first day you woke up and saw a completely differnt person in the mirror. This has happened multiple times before. Everyday, you went through the day without feeling a sense of who you are. You looked at the pictures on the wall. [[who exactly were in the pictures]]?

How did people see you? Based on the pictures you see on the wall, the pictures that you analyzed. The differnt people in the picture that you connected to be you, seem to change at dramastic change or milestones in your life. You question if you were satisfied with how you were presenting yourself. Perhaps that's why you wake up not recongnizing yourself sometimes. [[Another chance.]]

You looked at the letters that were placed on the table. Bills, letters, check, advertisments. All normal, mundane. You thought that maybe there would be some clue to tell you who you were. All you got was your name that's written on all the letters. [[Go back-->Who are you?]]

You decided to stay home. There was no point in going to school. You felt weird, as if you were living in someone else's body. You decided to look around. As you explore the bedroom, you decide to leave and explore the remaining rooms. Pictures on the walls. Notes on the tables. Mail on the counter. Snacks in the kitchen. Everything was so mundane. You [[sat down on the couch]]. or You grab youself a glass of [[water]].

You sat down on the couch and stared at your surroundings. You try to brainstorm on what had happened the days before and how it ended up to you not recongnizing your own face. Everyday was like no other, so why do you look different? You didn't feel the way you did before, ,you felt as if you're disaccosiated with everything. You are living within someone else's [[skin]].

You went to the kitchen and poured yourself a glass of water. The ice in the water klinks as the condensation outside the cup develops. You wonder to yourself. The feeling emptiness that grows in you, you've been feeling it for a while. Perhaps it was the feeling that led to the unfamiliarity of yourself. As you think about the [[past ]]and [[future]], you question who you are.

Have you ever gone through the day feeling as if you are not yourself? You were you but not. Was there a day where you felt luke yourself? Perhaps the last time was when you were a [[kid]].

The you in the past was either full of regrets or nothing. You might've went on through the years not feeling like you fit in. What was the point of going through life wihtout the realization of you as an individual. [[Look at right now.]] or [[Move on]]

You stood up, and went to the bathroom. You looked in the mirror again. Still you see someone who you don't recongnize. The anxious feeling rises up. But something inside of you also excites you. You dont recongnize yourself. It's almost refreshing. [[Something.]]

The you you've seen in the mirror isn't you. But there's nothing that can be changed. Despite the anxiety you feel not recongnizing yourself, you believe that there's nothing to change that. Perhaps that's just you. You change and that can't be avoided. No one can stay the same person. People will always change.

You don't know who you are. Looking at the present, you don't recongnize yourself. You don't [[fit in]].

The life within childhood was a time one doesn't need to worry about anything. They're carefree, they don't have responsibilities, and they're oblivious to the ugly of the world. How you wish you could be like that again. When you woke up this morning to see someone you couldn't recongnize in the mirror, it terrfied you. Perhaps all this time you've been [[viewing]] someone else's life instead of your own.

[[Existance.]] [[Realiztion.]]

The feeling of nothing. Was it all enough? As you sat there on the couch and stared off into the distance, you feel the skin that you live in to be lighter. You see [[space]].

There's no way for one to go back. Though you wish to live through your younger self again, there's nothing that can be done. Time moves on, you can no longer be ignorant. Time continues as change continues. You will constantly [[grow]].

Something new! New body, new face, fresh mind. [[Another chance.]]

Another chance to live. You think about the future, how you want to create an ideal version of yourself. You want to take this opprotunity to live the way you want to, the way that you're comfortable with. This was a chance to create a [[perfect you.]]

The you that you are satisfied with.

You wake up looking different. Maybe it's always been like that. Maybe this isn't the first time, perhaps there were times before where you woke up and you experienced the same thing. Seeing a [[different person]] in the mirror.

Once in a while you wake up to see a different person in the mirror. Everytime it scares you. Every time and ever person you see in the mirror isn't you. You are not you. You're not satisfied with yourself. Will you ever be satisfied? Satisfied to the point where you can look in the mirror and say that the person there is you. To be satisfied with the present you.

Every interation of you. Most are differnt. As if as you live through life, once it gets to a certain milestone, you change. Like a change in friends. Argument with your parents. Change in schools. Graduation. Break ups. Every change led to a [[new you]].

You thought that it was possibly for the better but, it led to a sense of fear and anxiety. It would always lead to you not knowing your identity. To the unfamiliarity of almost everything. You go through the changes, the transformations to the new you. But with every change leads to [[fear]]. With every change leads to a [[fresh start->Another chance.]]

The fear of not recongnizing yourself. You wonder if you're able to overcome that. Perhaps when you can overcome the past. Perhaps when you create an idealized version of you. Perhaps you will constantly have to live through the fear of waking up and seeing a different person in the mirror. [[Start over->Waking up]]

What is the point of existance. How do you know if you exist. [[You stare off]].

You don't know if you truly exist.

To improve the future or to remain stuck in the past. To worry constantly or live with the flow of time. You realize that ignorant cannot be kept forever. You will have to continue to grow up and learn more about the uglies of the world you live in. As you grow, you will change. As you change, you become different. As you become different, maybe one day you will wake up to not recongnize yourself again.