Identity times dour
I've noticed these past few years that I am not just one person. I am four. The good girl who is nice to adults and does her homework, the slacker who is lazy and didn't do her homework, the dreamy inspiring one who belives everything is not what it seams, and the social one who wants to fit in, are all of them. I blame myself for not turning a paper in and get mad at myself for this, but my parents say I make up exuses. Does anyone else feel the same way?