We are defined by our roles, our possessions, and our achievements. But what lies beneath the layers? What is our identity? Why do we introduce people with occupations?
Losing the essence of a person in this world is filled with labels, judgments, and preconceived notions.
They see the writer, the teacher, and the friend, but they don’t see the doubts, the fears, the insecurities. They don’t see the human struggling to connect, to be understood.
People see the masks we wear and the roles we play, but they rarely see the person beneath.
I crave a world where we can see beyond the superficial, where we can recognize the shared humanity that binds us together.
A world where we can truly see each other, not as labels or stereotypes, but as individuals with unique stories, ideas, and dreams.
A world where we can embrace our differences and celebrate our common humanity.
