what if i loved who i am when i feel overwhelmed by the sadness in the world. what if i loved who i am when the darkness swallows the light of me. what if i loved who i am when my desire to be known and understood becomes obsessive. what if i loved who i am when the fear of losing everything becomes reality. what if i loved who i am when i don’t know what my identity is. what if i loved who i am when i don’t have any clothes i feel comfortable in. what if i loved who i am when i don’t know how i’m going to pay the rent. what if i loved who i am when nothing makes sense anymore. what if i loved who i am?