Meet Me

The biggest insecurity should not be a physical or tangible quality; it should be the traits that define a being's cognitive self, thoughts, and level of indifference, because those are the traits that primarily define the being. Therefore, my biggest insecurity is being easily defined. To be a human with thousands of years of adaptation and survival in my ancestry, the result of millions of years of evolution from a single cell into a human with all the unique qualities that make me, me, I refuse to be as shallow as an inanimate object by being defined with a few adjectives that could just as easily describe any existing mass. I find intimacy in being capable of having a self beyond descriptions made with words, yet I do not feel that I have reached that level of self-progression where I possess my own morality (or, as Nietzsche would call it become an Übermensch).

I have lived a total of sixteen years up until today. The majority of my existence has been spent growing rapidly, in both physical and psychological ways, just like anyone else. Physically, I am a girl with long, dark brown hair that used to have many curls until I decided that straight hair would feed into conformity, which I yearned for in an immature attempt to find myself. Mentally, I am a helpless girl running away from uncertainty while, ironically, being the most uncertain myself. Just like anyone else, I have problems that I dramatically complain about, hoping they will disappear into thin air once I occupy myself and shift my thoughts elsewhere.

This occupation, however, is not random. I find fulfillment in learning about the different fruits that our world has to offer, such as art, abstract art, to be specific. In my eyes, staring into Black in Deep Red by Mark Rothko (who happens to be my favorite artist) shows that even the simplest things, such as colors, possess depth, and it is up to us to realize that it exists. Philosophy is another undeniable interest of mine, yet it is important to note that this interest is not limited to books or abstract concepts. I see fragments of philosophy in every aspect of life: in the films I watch, the interactions I have in daily life, and the scenarios I make up to amuse myself.

Closely tied to my interest in philosophy is psychology. Psychology is a newfound interest for me. When I decided to take college-level psychology courses a couple of months ago, I was introduced to cognitive psychology and immediately became intrigued by learning how and why I think the way I do. In addition to these, I am also interested in different cultures, languages, and the social sciences.

Through my writing, which mainly focuses on the interests I have listed above alongside personal anecdotes, I hope to express the small thoughts that linger within me and the ideas they inevitably connect to through my own reflections. I eagerly want my work to be interpreted, questioned, and expanded upon in the reader's own mind. Beyond expression, I want to use literature to ignite new thoughts in strangers and allow them the freedom to peek inside my peculiar and overworked mind.

This small introduction was not nearly enough for you to truly get to know me, but it is, at the very least, a nice start. Nice to meet you.

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