Identity

A teenager has to deal with a lot of stuff, but we survive it. We try to find ourselves and develop our one opinion. When we say our opinions out loud, we should be expecting converse ones back.  But do we? Don’t we just think our opinion is the best? But we should listen and then we learn to accept them and try to find a way in-between. So when we make new friends, we probably have something in common with them. We join sport clubs, art communities or something else and find ourselves. But what when you learn to know someone you have almost nothing in common with? Which feelings do we feel? It’s weird at the beginning, but with the time, we figure things out. Like the fact that we do have something in common, even the smallest things. Because, yeah, it’s trough! We are all the same. But we all have our one identity, and that’s what makes us unique.

I met someone who gives me a good feeling, like we knew each other already for a long time, but we don’t really know each other.  Learning to know new people is always awkward. It’s weird and nice at the same time. But who knows? Maybe we share a lot of stuff. Maybe we’ll become best friends. Or maybe we’ll just go on with what we were doing, but with some memories we should save for later. Memories we can learn from and afterwards we can put them in one of the little rooms in our head with all the others we experienced.