{"id":23933,"date":"2026-09-24T09:51:31","date_gmt":"2026-09-24T14:51:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=23933"},"modified":"2026-09-24T09:51:31","modified_gmt":"2026-09-24T14:51:31","slug":"what-makes-me-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2026\/09\/24\/what-makes-me-me\/","title":{"rendered":"What makes me ‘me’??"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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One of the weirdest questions you can ask someone is, \u201cWhat makes you you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Not your favorite color, not your music taste, not what you order at your favorite restaurant, I mean <\/span>you.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Because your body changes, your hair changes, your face changes, your clothes change, your opinions change, and even your personality can change so much that you can look back at an old picture of yourself and think, yikes..Who even was that? Even though, obviously, you still know that was you.<\/span><\/p>\n

The little kid who hated veggies, an awkward middle-school version of you, the person you are right now, the person you might be ten years from now. They\u2019re all supposed to be the same person. Which I find strange.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Because like, imagine this,\u00a0 someone loses most of their memories. Would they still be you? Obviously, they would still have your body, but what if the things that made you feel like you were gone?<\/span><\/p>\n

Or imagine replacing parts of your body one by one, a new heart, a new kidney, maybe someday, somehow, even parts of a brain. <\/span>At what point would you stop being you? Who even gets to decide that?<\/span><\/p>\n

That\u2019s where the whole idea of a soul becomes interesting to me. There is something comforting about believing that underneath all the physical stuff, there is a part of you that isn\u2019t constantly being replaced. That thing doesn\u2019t disappear every time you change your mind, grow older, lose a memory, or become a completely different version of yourself.<\/span><\/p>\n

Because I don\u2019t think I\u2019m just my face. I\u2019m not my hair, or my height, or my voice, or the body I happen to have right now. I\u2019m not even entirely my personality, because my personality has changed before. I\u2019m sure it will change again. I\u2019m a collection of memories and feelings and mistakes and dreams, but even those things don\u2019t seem like enough.<\/span><\/p>\n

There has to be something underneath all of that, no?<\/span><\/p>\n

I believe that\u2019s why the thought of a soul has lasted for so long. People have been asking these questions for thousands and thousands of years because nobody can really point to one specific thing and say, There. Right there. That\u2019s the exact piece of me that makes me me.<\/span><\/p>\n

Being a person isn\u2019t as simple as having the right body or remembering the right things. There\u2019s a part of us that can\u2019t be measured or photographed or held in someone\u2019s mere hands. Something that makes you look at an old photograph and say, \u201cThat\u2019s me,\u201d even though almost everything about you has changed.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Anyways, that’s all from me<\/p>\n

Okay love you, bye bye!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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