Who are you?
We could go down a deep and long road about self confidence and being true to yourself.
But that's not what this is about.
This is inspired by this blog
Everyone has their own doctor,
Everyone has relationships that boils down to that person being:
A Savior,
A Guardian Angel,
A Nemesis,
A Brother,
A Sister,
A Companion,
A Guardian or Protector
A Enemy
A Rival (this doesn't always have negative aspects to the relationship)
A Hero
A Villain
A Jester
A Wizard
There are many more i could name.
Human beings always consider and evaluate these people, care about the people they love hate the people who hurt them. But rarely think. what am i to these people.
I am clumsy, reckless, and caring. This means i take a great deal of time looking after i care about but i have risked myself more times then i care to count, it is not some, I sacrifice myself for my friends, its a ill push my luck.
one night a few years ago i was riding my motorbike home after a night out at a family friends house, in France. It was dark, foggy and on country roads with high hedgerows. I had been riding my motorcycle for little over a month and it was impossible to see where any junctions were because despite it being a "main road" in rural France? there is no street lights, just my single headlight and the distant brake lights of my parents car in the distance (I was trying to follow them home)
Now I have no reasonable explanation of what happened next, i heard a noise, a shout/scream i don't know what. But the shock of what i heard forced me to slam to a halt. The cold of the night pierced through me for the three seconds of silence followed by the roar of a lorry as it blasted past a junction unseen through the fog mere feet away from me. i was terrified, as i rode the remainder of the way home.
I don't know why that happened. but i can name of people on my left hand who called me in tears because they had nightmares of me being hurt even dead. There was a connection of some sort with them.
I always have no fear when about to do something that could be potential dangerous because till recently, genuinely believed i was made for something bigger, or even to do something great.
Im not sure anymore.
I hope to be peoples Doctor, Guardian Angel, Protector, Jester, Companion.
To others,
Im the enemy. Villain.
And i hope one day ill become the hero.
So i ask all these brilliant people who read this, comment. What am i to you? or more importantly.
Who Are You?
To Others?
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