Well, I mean, that’s the eternal question, isn’t it?
Who is a person, really?
– One’s job? (I’ve had many, from IT to dairy to employment services).
– One’s role(s) within society? I’m a dad, played sports, acted in musicals, coached junior sports, been on unemployment benefits, run my own business, fund raised and so on and so on
– One’s thoughts? I’m an over-thinker, been through different forms of abuse, and been abusive. I analyse and question everything.
– One’s actions? I have done many things I regret, sometimes under the influence, sometimes rationally and most often irrationally.
So, then, “who am I” becomes this.
I am all of this, and the way I have expressed it here probably gives you more shape to how you perceive me than anything else I can say.
And I wouldn’t be who I am – I certainly wouldn’t be alive today – if it wasn’t for some incredibly special people (whom I cannot name because, y’know, privacy and respect).
Welcome to my insanity.
Love to you all.
Ben