When I was younger I used to think about this a lot. Who am I? The usual teenage angst. However, watching Dexter has made me revisit this again. Obviously I’m half my mum and half my dad. There’s no question about that. But my parents are divorced. I’ve not seen my dad since he left us when I was 8. I know almost nothing about him. When I compare my self to my family, I compare myself to my mum and grandparents and even my aunt. I don’t think there is anything about me that’s like my dad. But I’ve got kids now. Half me and half my husband and I compare them to their grandparents but what about my dad? Obviously they’re their own people as well but I wonder if there is anything about my dad in them. I hope not but who knows?

I wonder if my dad didn’t leave whether I would be the same person. Would I still be an accountant? Would I be married with kids? Would I even have the same friends? I don’t expect an answer to this. I’m not even sure where I’m going with this but I wonder what it is that make me, me? Am I even the real me?

I’ve got two quotes to end this blog:

“Identity cannot be found or fabricated but emerges from within when one has the courage to let go” – Doug Cooper

“Always be yourself unless you can be batman, then always be batman.” Definitely like this one!

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