What are you made of?
Again, I am going to turn to Veronica Roth for today’s quick thought. I’m about halfway through the third book in her Divergent series, Allegiant. Without giving any content away, one of the characters is told that they are damaged. The character refuses to acknowledge that they are damaged just because of a physiological actuality.
This got me thinking about the labels we give ourselves. There is great power, both positive and negative, in labels. They help us identify with groups with which we want to associate ourselves, as well as groups that we do not.
My question to you is: How do the labels that we claim (and are assigned to us) describe what you are made of?
I hope that my vague questions spark some deeper thoughts. Write your initial thoughts by leaving a comment below!