Having met so many different kinds of people in my 20 years of life, I feel swayed in all directions. Empathy, envy, respect, disgust; I've felt them all. Sometimes I try to emulate, thinking that "I should learn to be more like them". Some other times I remind myself not to do what they did, feel what they felt. But now i think this is all wrong. Because I can never truly understand a person until i understand his past. I want to be more steady, be myself.