An individual is unique. An individual comes up with new ideas. An individual is different from the norm. An individual has a personality. An individual is original.
Who the hell defined “individual?” Did they just define themselves and label it individuality? When I disagree, simply for the sake of disagreeing and when I root against my friends’ and family’s favorite sports teams just for the hell of it, does that make me an individual? No, it just makes me a stubborn jackass. However by definition, in many ways I would be considered an individual: unique, different from the norm.
What is ultimately an annoyance? A word or phrase, a cell phone, a person, that person’s views and decisions. The answer lies in defining the person. For myself, defining “me” proves difficult at times. Do I consider myself a respectful person? Answers for defining “me” aren’t as simple as yes and no and yet oftentimes we are fast in attempting to define an identity. Defining what annoys us takes very little thought, and yet we think. We think about whom we could offend if they found out they annoyed us. We say, “No offense” before anything that could appear offensive. If a person annoys us, why don’t we just say, “Hey, you’re fucking annoying, stop texting me at 4am.” Where’s the honesty, where’s the excitement in beating around the bush and telling them, “Oh no, you weren’t annoying last night, and that text at 4am? I loved it. Keep ‘em coming.” There’s an urge for politeness over honesty in society and in reality it makes us all unhappy and in constant wonder about the truth instead of wondering about what matters, who we are.
We are given years (birth to death) to define our identity, use the time because we all have our personal streaks we will someday have an urge to chase after and our identity can change in that slight instance.
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