If you knew what was going to happen, if you knew everything that was going to happen next — if you knew in advance the consequences of your own actions — you’d be doomed. You’d be as ruined as God. You’d be a stone. You’d never eat or drink or laugh or get out of bed in the morning. You’d never love anyone, ever again. You’d never dare to.

Margaret Atwood, from The Blind Assassin (via violentwavesofemotion)

There is Nothing Wrong with Not Knowing Who You Are

There is nothing wrong with not knowing who you are 
It is not some unwritten sin 
It is not a broken mirror in which to stare 
It is nothing to hold your tongue to 
Or medicate away 

There is nothing wrong with not knowing who you are 
Even the weather changes through the day 
There is no followed metronome 
No faults 
No memorized prayer 

There is nothing wrong with not knowing who you are 
You are not written like a book 
Or painted from a single canvas 
Nor balanced like some perfect zen 
Or worth just like everyone else 

There is nothing wrong with not knowing who you are 
There is no rule to follow 
No category you must fill in 
You have your own two legs to sidestep 
You can be different every minute if you wish 
And you do not need to be criticized 
Or try to fix what others say is wrong 
You can cry when you have no reason 
You can wish when you have no hope 
You can laugh when all is silent 
You can breath when fear is stuck down your throat 

There is nothing wrong with not knowing who you are 
Not a single little thing

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