I can be, and still.

I saw a fantastic image the other day. A reminder of how much emotional range we can have.

For many years, I struggled with the fact that feelings were a ‘path’ - and once you were down a path, your identity was set.

Far from the truth. Our identity flows by our own definition; and we should divorce the notion that only certain feelings match certain identities. And you can feel a mosaic of emotions - both ones that cast vote to that identity and even ones that don’t.

We can be one thing, and still be another.