Most of my adult life, I have been compared to other people.
When I first moved to California, my classmates thought of me as Bella from Twilight (dark hair, pale skin, new student who arrived right in the middle of the Twilight craze). One even took a picture of me holding an apple. She was thrilled.
Then, when I first started at UCLA, my fellow Bruins thought of me as Katy Perry (newly dyed black hair and huge light eyes). Sometimes people would say Hi to Katy Perry when I was walking to class. I usually said “hi” back.
My friend Caitlin once called me the Morticia of Greek life because I was in a sorority in college. I like this description.
Part of me enjoys really fun, happy things: bright pink dresses, nude nail polish, yoga, creamy raspberry lipstick, making iced coffees with cinnamon sugar, wearing turquoise Lilly Pulitzer dresses. But the other part of me enjoys dark things: reading The Lucifer Effect, wearing black boots with silver spikes, writing dark fantasy, indulging in the huge, difficult questions of why people do what they do and never finding an answer.
What facets of light and dark does your soul possess?