How does one talk about their experience with the word “I?”
How does one talk about their place in the world, in the universe, without the word “I?”
How do we share our thoughts, our concerns, our pains, our worries, our griefs, our joys, our discoveries, our hopes, our dreams, our failures, our mistakes, our defeats, our triumphs, our victories – all the things that make up our lives, without the word “I?”
Is it conceited to share your thoughts by expressing them through your own eyes? Whose eyes would you use? Would you speak for yourself, or would you dare speak instead for another? Wouldn’t that be its own conceit?
Who would speak for you? Who can know the depths of your heart but yourself? Who can express the real you better than you?
And who would do that without the word “I?”
You could try, of course.
But it would just sound silly.
Like you were trying too hard.
So share, tell, express. Tell me what you’re thinking, what you hope, what you dream, what makes you smile, what makes you cry.
And start every sentence with the word “I.”
It will still be beautiful.
And it will be true.