Identity Crisis

I’ve realised that I haven’t determined what identity is yet, only what it isn’t. After observing my friend the other day run round doing a strange dance he made up and putting words together in way that didn’t entirely make sense or are appropriate to repeat… I wondered, what’s he like around mum and dad? Or, Grandma perhaps? Depending on what was going on around him however he’d adapt his dance routines and burst out in air guitar solos.

So I asked him, what are you like around your parents? And the answer was very different and a great contrast to all the things he explained he gets up to when they’re not at home. Is this a split personality? Does it deserve such a drastic label or are we all like this in a way. When I thought about it a little more I realised I was, too, different around my parents. Not to that extent but different; and they weren’t the only case. Over the week I found that I indeed acted differently around different friends, so I’m sure now that we all do this. Do we all have multifaceted split personalities then? Well, yes… We don’t have one personality, we have many, it’s our surrounds that dictate us.

I don’t quite know how to artistically represent this though, words are, sometimes easier.