I think my lack of passion for writing has sizzled down due to some self identity issues…I’m not sure who I am. I was born a girl, but I was raised like a boy, I played with hotwheel cars and I went outside and got dirty. I never liked my barbie dolls and preferred to play with my brother’s toys. I had no sisters and most of my cousins were boys too growing up. Now that I’m older, I try to be girly but it feels weird. So I try to be boyish but it feels weird too. No matter what I do, I feel weird, like I’m trying to be someone I’m not, but the thing is, I don’t know how not to be someone I’m not. I’ve had to act fake for everyone in my life. My mom, my “dad”, my friends, they don’t know the real me. But really, I don’t know the real me either. Now some of you may be thinking, “well perhaps you’re non binary or agender.”. You see, I’ve considered that myself too, but that doesn’t feel right either. It’s like I’m just here. I’m not a she, or a he, or a them. I’m more like an it. Just an entity that nobody really knows what it is.