As you get older, you try a lot of different things in an attempt to find your true self, who you really are, and what you’re really like. Then there comes a point in your life when you think you have it all figured out. When people ask you to do things or go places and you say, “No, that’s not my thing”; “That’s just not the type of person I am”. You think you have defined your true self. But then over the years you notice you like certain things again and dislike some things you used to be happy about, or at least tolerate.

Then you realize that defining oneself does not stop at a certain age. You constantly evolve as you get older. I used to like clubbing. But this one time I realized it’s not for me. I no longer like that shit. It’s too loud and rowdy. And most people there are really young, like they’re still high school. I remember I used to say I will never trek a mountain. But then now I find myself thinking of giving it a chance. Because I realized how can you say no to something you haven’t really tried it? Well, except for drugs of course. I don’t need to try that stuff to say I don’t like it. I used to eat raisins when I was a kid. And now I remove them from salads or viands. Now I also say yuck to green peas.

Even your personality will at some point be changed too. I used to be very emotional and pikon. Now I can take each joke as it comes and just laugh it off without being negatively affected. I used to hate myself and had a lot of emotional baggage. That’s gone now. It’s actually fun to look back and see how much I have matured. I only wish I get to be a better version of me as time progresses.

Who I was when I was younger is not exactly who I am at this point. And I predict there will still be changes in the future. My likes and dislikes will still add up or be trimmed down. My bad habits I will eventually overcome. I just hope that all changes will only be positive changes. But that’s actually up to me entirely. And I intend to see to it that I will only go uphill from here.