Would it be a bit weird for me to say that?
Yet it’s true, completely true, in fact. I really don’t have a role model ever since I was a little kid. If someone were to ask me, “Who’s your role model?” I can’t answer. That or I would be forced to say the most cliche answer, “My parents.” Which, to be honest, isn’t quite true either.
I mean, don’t get me wrong, they’re great people. A lot of the role model-esque type of person are good people: that lady who has a talk show, that famous basketballer, the short footballer, that one guy who rose from zero-to-hero. They are amazing people with nothing short of talents and good qualities, but I can’t say, “I want to be them.”
I’ve never truly understood why this is, but after thinking about it some time earlier, I think I finally realized why. Perhaps it’s because everyone has their own negative qualities, because we’re human, and I feel like if I aim with a role model in mind, I’m also aspiring to gain those negative qualities.
That’s why, when I set a goal or aspire for the future, I don’t look to someone else. Instead, I look to my ideal future self, hopefully a better version of myself. A version of myself who’s shed her negative qualities and increased in positive ones.
Oh man, I think I’ve just gotten extremely narcissistic ahaha