Identity Crisis

monkimageI have a friend, who religiously goes to the athletic center here on campus almost everyday, spending hours working out and then hours playing basketball. Hours upon hours of physical activity and sweat. However, this semester, both the gym and the b-ball court are shut down as the Ganus Athletic Center goes through remodeling and expansion. My friend as a result, now spends hours upon hours watching TV, alone, in his dorm room. For he had used the gym as the center of his identity, yet without it, he just doesn’t know what to do with himself.

This sad scenario has prompted me to think, what forges my identity?

The gym, sports, hobbies, school, work, none of these things in themselves are wrong, but they are so fickle, and can be taken away in an instant. I¬†love¬†writing; however, it’s a very real possibility that one day, I could lose my hands. If that ever happened . . .

What creates your identity? . . . What would happen, if that was taken away? Continue reading