The debate of whether "the end justifies the means" holds true will go on for eternity, like "Is killing another person really justifiable? Anything could really be justified."
My tattoo was designed/drawn by my own hand, my own imagination, my own soul, me. It is the image that I've been looking for. I knew why I got it in the first place, but the meaning of it to me has changed--it has become deeper and universal.
Perhaps my mother is right when she tells me that I have to justify everything I do. To me, every action I take has a purpose, whether morally right or wrong. Even if the consequences are negative, good still comes out of it --- learning and experience. Literacy cannot give me this. I think about things before I act, usually; but, even if it is living on impulse and uncertainty, how can this not justify the consequences? It is about the self and its discovery; therefore, it cannot be selfish.
During this semester, I have been bombarded with events that have overwhelmed me and made me question who I really am. I have done things that my old self would have never done. I have made myself feel uncomfortable. For 2 months, I was fighting myself because I wasn't ready for change.
Sometimes, you just have to let go and ride the wave. Control isn't everything; it is impossible to always have it...and it's hard for me to accept that. Things will work out as it should.
It is all about risk and uncertainty. How can you change, grow, maintain your identity(ies) if you do not make mistakes? How can you know what you really want without stepping outside your comfort zone--your "home"?
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