We are who we are. Good and bad.

[This post originally appeared in Dullicious, where I blogged as Barbie-dull for several years.]

So, I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we’ll never know most of them. but even if we don’t have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things. And we can try to feel okay about them.

I think that if I ever have kids, and they are upset, I won’t tell them that people are starving in China or anything like that because it wouldn’t change the fact that they were upset. And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn’t really change the fact that you have what you have. Good and bad.

The perks of being a wallflower, Stephen Chbosky