{"id":6250,"date":"2019-08-21T09:34:56","date_gmt":"2019-08-21T14:34:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=6250"},"modified":"2019-08-21T09:34:56","modified_gmt":"2019-08-21T14:34:56","slug":"who-am-i-who-are-you","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2019\/08\/21\/who-am-i-who-are-you\/","title":{"rendered":"who am i? who are you?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I have had so many personalities over the years. I have also had many different styles.<\/p>\n<p>I remember when I used to wear cowboy boots with bootcut jeans. I listened to country while wearing that style. I also said y&#8217;all constantly.<\/p>\n<p>But that was not me. That was my families influence on me.<\/p>\n<p>I wore jeggings from Justice. They were stretchy, and did not flatter my figure. My hair would be tied up in a pony tail. I would wear this blue, fuzzy (imagine the cookie monster) jacket, and for some reason, I would wear hiking boots. I listened to pop.<\/p>\n<p>But that was not me. That was me trying to find myself when I had no one to guide me. I suppose you could call that my awkward faze-Ew.<\/p>\n<p>In 8th grade I wore hoodies all year round-preferably black. In fact my whole outfit was usually black. I felt comfortable in that color; in those hoodies. I listened to rock (Pierce the Veil, Sleeping with Sirens, Black Veil Brides, The Killers, etc.).<\/p>\n<p>Was that me? No, not exactly. It was more of a self conscious, confidence-lacking version of me. Though, I was beginning to see myself.<\/p>\n<p>Now, I wear bangs, glasses, and belts. Some days I wear mom jeans, cardigans, and doc martens. Other days I wear black on black. I wear what I want. I wear what makes me happy. I listen to many different types of music such as rock, jazz, classical, international rock + pop, etc. I listen to what I want. I listen to what makes me happy.<\/p>\n<p>Am I me now? How can I even define who I am by music and clothes? Perhaps other people can, but I will tell you who I really am.<\/p>\n<p>I am not a set of clothes, nor am I the music I listen to. I am not my dad, my mom, and my brother. I am none of those tangible things that you may think of.<\/p>\n<p>I am funny, serious, loving, determined, passionate, witty, sarcastic, empathetic, sensitive, creative, and so many other things other than what you can visibly see.<\/p>\n<p>So before you go and label someone based on what they look like, or even what they sound like. I want to challenge you to look deeper into who that person is. It may surprise you how much there personality radiates such a beauty about them.<\/p>\n<p>My name is Hannah Hays, and I am unapologetically me.<\/p>\n<p>And you should be unapologetic about who you are as well. After all, your body has overcome so many things. Your mind has faced several issues. You are strong, and I commend you for that.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I have had so many personalities over the years. I have also had many different styles. I remember when I used to wear cowboy boots with bootcut jeans. I listened to country while wearing that style. I also said y&#8217;all constantly. But that was not me. That was my families influence on me. I wore &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2019\/08\/21\/who-am-i-who-are-you\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;who am i? who are you?&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":48,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6250"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/48"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6250"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6250\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6270,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6250\/revisions\/6270"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6250"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6250"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6250"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}