I’m 23, college educated, married, and have a stable career – but that’s pretty trivial. Who am I really? I am a man who has made mistakes. Some I have learned from.
I am trying to figure things out. I am trying to understand where I stand. What I believe. Trying to figure out what’s right and what’s wrong. What is taught by society and what is reality.
I believe in personal freedom. I don’t know where I stand regarding faith. I believe in integrity and honesty – to yourself and others. Even when it’s hard.
If you have read this blog some of the posts are my deepest thoughts – so I probably sound like a bastard. I’m just trying to be honest. Sometimes I get it wrong, but I’m just trying to learn, to work it all out for myself. I guess that’s why I write to begin with – to get these thoughts out – to stare at them before they slip away into nothingness and I get nothing from them.
I am egotistical and prideful. I am a know it all, but I know that I know very little – in reality. I try to appreciate differences and uniqueness. I have trouble tolerating laziness and intentional ignorance. I am flawed and at times I lack compassion – especially to those closest to me.
I want to do something great, to live life to the fullest, but I do not know if I have the courage to do so. I try to realize how large and diverse people and experiences are – and I try to remember there is more to this world than my own life. I want to experience more – as much as possible. I want to relate and appreciate it all.
I want to be a good person, but I’m not. Not always, maybe not ever. I try not to lie to myself, even when it’s difficult. I want to be true to myself.