Labelling starts when a baby is given a name. It is a form of identity. An identity that sticks with you for the rest of your life.
A label is hard , in fact very hard to shake off once it sticks to you. Labels are how people see us, how society identifies us, how we are being recognised. This depends on the way one has influenced people around that determine the opinion they hold about a person and label the person accordingly.
Some labels are welcome. My favourite aunt, my best friend, my soul mate. These labels identify the people in your life. These words automatically bring to your minds’ eye the figure of the person who you identify with these words. Your favourite aunt, your best friend, your soulmate.You don’t need their names, just these labels / words will do the job.
Some labels are not welcome. The unfriendly neighbour, the creepy old man, the rude driver.These labels also identify the people. These words also automatically bring to your minds’ eye the figure of the person who you identify with these words. The unfriendly neighbour, the creepy old man, the rude driver. You don’t need their names, just these labels / words will do the job.
In a parallel universe, I choose to be unlabeled. I choose to be whoever or whatever I want without being labelled by the constrains, opinions and judgments people. I choose to be ME, an enigma – a person that is mysterious and difficult to understand.