Monday, May 13, 2019

Identity Crisis


Hello,

 I've talked a lot on here lately about stepping out of my comfort zone; and that hasn't changed. I've been really thrown for a loop lately with a lot of things, but I mean it's good, it's changing me for the better.

 Something though, that is going to be a huge change, is that I'm not really calling myself a dancer anymore. I still love dance; it's been a huge part of my life and has helped me grow so much as a person through it. I can't guarantee I'd be here to type this today if I hadn't had dance to help me through my really bad mental health as a child/young teen.

 But the thing is... I need a break. I'm tired and I'm realizing that's not where I need to be anymore; I need to re-prioritize things and figure out where I stand with dance, and re-remember why I dance. And that's going to take time. But all good things take time, you know? It's like that saying, Rome wasn't built in a day or however it goes.

 And through this, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared. I am absolutely terrified. Dance has been such a huge part of my identity for so long, and all of a sudden, it's just a part of me that isn't a part of my day-to-day life anymore. It's not something I have to hold at the forefront of my mind.

 I'm struggling in some ways, because I'm just changing a lot. I'm trying to put my identity in Christ instead of in the world. And sometimes it goes really well... and sometimes, it goes really bad. But I know that the one constant I have, whether I'm doing good or not, is that God never stops loving me. Which is good, because we humans mess up ~a lot~.

 My interests are just changing, and my personality is changing, and my perception of the world is changing, and my relationships are changing. Everyone is getting older. Out of my 5 best friends, I am officially the youngest- and I'm 17 (and a 1/4).

 I'm having an identity crisis, I guess you could say. I'm not this anxious, people-pleasing little girl who always wears bracelets and hats as some weird sort of protection from the world anymore. I'm not a teenager who thinks she knows everything and hates people. I'm not this girl who spends all her time feeding into outward activities anymore.

 I don't really know who I am anymore. But God does. And that's good enough for me.

Ciao,
Hannah

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