Long ago, I gave up the roles I was assigned at birth.
Being the child of my mother, meant that I was worthless and I was a burden. So I stopped being her child.
Showing my stress caused pain to my grandmother, who felt helpless when it came to my situation. So I stopped being the troubled grandchild.
Floundering in school, I was the idiot savant. I knew a lot, but never did my assignments. Teachers often confessed their frustration with me because I could be in honors classes if I just did the work. So I stopped being the disappointing student too.
I severed the ties to the roles I was given and have isolated so much.
I’m not anyone any more.
I don’t even know how to be anyone any more. I tend to go out of my way to go unnoticed and to have as little impact as possible. Withdrawn into myself.