Mikaela Jane Opiña

Mikaela Jane Opiña

If I could label myself from head to toe, I'd still be left with no words. 14 years of age and I still find myself undefinable. I could come up with a million words, open up a thousand dictionary and not be able to comprehend what I really was. Maybe I'm too young to be labeling myself. On the contrary as it is a trend to say that you're "Misunderstood" or "Bipolar" -and do believe me when I say that I can say from experience that these words don't opt you out from any other teenager still trying to find a perfect word to describe themselves. As Ironic as it is, I did always think that maybe I was bipolar. But no. A disorder definitely doesn't and shouldn't describe me. Because labeling yourself is what sets you apart from the others. And following the trends isn't really the point.

But what are labels for really?

Labels are what indicates what you are. But not who you are. It doesn't matter whether you're labeled as obnoxious, insane, 'too much of an introvert', too skinny, too fat or too much of anything. Because those labels are just words. Words that anyone can say about you. These labels are stacked ontop of one another. One label after another, too much to even show who we really are.

So let's cut it short. I'm not going to label myself, because my label? Undefinable. Maybe at the moment but definitely not for long.