Being who you’re supposed to be is hard.

It shouldn’t be.

It should be the most natural thing to be who you are.

Except when it’s not.

Or maybe it’s the accepting who you are part that gets convoluted — reconciling “who you are” with “who you’re supposed to be” when neither is clear, or when one is clear and the other is fuzzy, or when there shouldn’t be a “who you’re supposed to be” in the first place — just a “who you are.”

That’s why it’s difficult, I guess.

Where exactly did the “supposed to be” come from?

~ mn