All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere
I turned someone tried to tell me what it was.
I accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction
and even self-contradictory. I was
naïve. I was looking for myself and
asking everyone except myself questions which I, and only I, could answer. It took me a long time and much painful
boomeranging of my expectations to achieve a realization everyone else appears
to have been born with: that I am nobody
but myself. ~Ralph Ellison, "Battle
Royal"
& I love being myself!
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