Gifted polymorphism

When one is held hostage by his strength, mashing and blending it into your self-identity, letting it dictate the way you think and live, you become a victim of your own. I am not against specialisation, but against allowing your specialisation to destroy your way of life, to the point where it is reduced to monotony.

Back in primary school, I was pretty average, not outstanding enough to be called a model student, not struggling enough to be called a failure, my grades were oscillating between above average and below average, with no signs of significant improvement. I was saddened by my averageness, my inability to excel.

I thought it was a curse, to be mediocre at anything in life - appearance, intelligence, height, am I destined to be average?

But then I realised my averageness can be a gift, it frees me from the self-imposed burden of giftedness, allows me to explore my potential in any realm by turning me into a polymorph, offering me the opportunity to taste the multifaceted nature of life.

Some crumbles under the heaviness of owning what u choose, some fleets and ascends into lightness by rejecting life’s responsibilities. For me, it is about experiencing everything, light or heavy, good or bad.