Who Am I @surpassinggoogle's untalented contest

Who Am I

I am secretive, alarmingly so. I often keep truths away from even myself. I am the man who never tells any one person everything about me. I am also open to change, so perhaps I’ll try telling a community. 

I am an introvert, and resultantly often antisocial. I like to keep my circle small, but I’m not sure if that’s because I’m antisocial, an introvert, or it’s a matter of choice. What I do know, is that the last attempt to widen my circle ended horribly. 

I am the boy who fought with insomnia for about half a decade, counting how many hours of sleep I got in a week on one hand. I am the man who still has nightmares that the insomnia will come back with a vengeance when I least expect it. I am the man who feels I’m ready for it, but knows I’m not. 

I am the boy who struggled with self esteem for years, because his body goofed and forgot which complexion it wanted. I am the boy who couldn’t use my own face as my display picture for years. I am the boy who cried his eyes out when he saw "the goof" spread to his hands, then assured his entire family he was fine.

I am the boy who tried multiple short term fixes like makeup, but was damn near destroyed when someone close to me remarked, "Thank goodness your're normal again".

I am the man who has learnt to deal with the cards life dealt him, with the support of people who don’t realize just how much they help me. I have also learnt to deal with the people close to me who disappoint me by breaking down my esteem in their own misguided, though well meaning ways.

I am the man who fears when he will lose that unwitting support, and be forced to fight his own battles.

I am the man who questions his faith, far more than would be considered “normal”. I am the man who often ends up at the right answer, but dreads the day that he won’t. 

I am the man who hopes he has finally figured out the meaning of life, or whatever solution will keep his existential crises at bay. 

I am the man who can’t help but worry constantly as soon as someone leaves my sight, they might die. Conversely though, I am the man who is always filled with joy whenever I see someone return, often forgetting whatever tiffs that might have existed between us.

I am the man who plays more than he works, but works enough to play comfortably. I feel like life owes me great things, but I often forget I have to fight for it.

I am a man who is terrible at writing and drawing, so rather than scar the good people of Steemit with one of my crude stick figures, I shall instead upload a regular picture of my awesomely flawed ChocoVanilla face.

So Steemit, save for everything I forgot and/or edited out, this is who I am. 

Much Love,

Barrister Batman/ChocoStrawBear/Saint Ice/Cobra Commando/D Harbinger/Toks/T Money/SlackerMan