Its amazing to think it has only been 3 years of knowing Erica and 1 year of having Otis but yet I can't imagine what life would be like without them. They are my essentials. Anywhere I go I can't have my pack far behind me. Together we are unstoppable.
Matt always calls me a raging independent - he certainly doesn't mean it in a bad way, more so that it's just funny at this point. I couldn't bear sitting in the classroom while teachers told me what to read and write. I couldn't bear the thought of a group project or study groups, as I have always insisted on doing things on my own. I couldn't bear the thought of asking people for help, ever - probably since I was a kid. I couldn't bear the thought of being the same as someone else - as weird as that may sound. I have always had very strong morals and have always been decently self aware, even from a pretty early age. Every personality test I've ever taken the results would always say something along the lines of "individualist" or "rebel without a cause". I don't know why I am this way, I don't know why my soul is constantly craving to never conform in anyway. I don't know why I insist on doing everything by myself. I don't know why I have so much issue with being told what to do. But I do know that these little pieces of me will probably always remain unsolved, I like to think. Maybe it's the French Canadian in me. Maybe I'm messed up. Maybe it just runs through my veins.
Most people probably think I'm on this journey to find myself. But, the truth is I am very familiar with myself. I like to think I do know who I am, even though that for some reason you can't do that at my age. I like to think that this journey is more about becoming the best version of myself. Learning how to be a raging independent while also allowing others into my life with grace. Appreciating being with someone who embraces that side of me and allows my individuality take its course.
I could honestly write all day long, but this day of doing nothing but lay in bed awaits me ☺️