Preponderance

I've become aware of a certain amount of egotism and egoism at work. I can see it in a myriad of ways. Freud would say that it is a necessary part of the human psyche, however, ironically it seems, I thought that it was something that I didn't struggle with...a ruse no doubt created by that which I didn't think I had in order to continue to persevere. (This I find extremely amusing, how very clever indeed.) Over the years it has laid the foundations of numerous labels, identities, etc. which I put my effort, my faith, and attempted to live my life in. The following is a brief list:

• An individual
• An opera singer
• A chef's wife
• A stepmother
• An artist
• A writer
• An intellectual
• A good person
• A bad person
• A married person
• A divorced person
• A fighter
• A feminist
• A transcendentalist
• An athlete
• The "strong" woman
• The anarchist
• The poet
• An equal
• A partner
• A misfit

But am I any of these? Am I anything except a soul, an energy, a body, brain, atoms, molecules? And the rest? All the rest created from within, from society, from experience, from an egotistical necessity to set myself apart from all others-to make me different, important, special, unique. To make me matter.