Troublesome person

As I expose myself to the English language, I realize it stirs my curiosity and makes me want to shout ‘That’s why I love English!’. I actually don’t do that, but almost every day, I’m driven such an impulse. When I start talking about something like my love for the language, my mind is filled with thoughts like ‘I’m not a linguist, and I don’t have a good command of English, I’m not…’ How can I let go of them? I’m trying to wipe them out by expressing this feeling in words, convincing myself. Quite a few people give my post likes, is it, do they feel the same way as I do? Umm, I don’t think so. She seems such a difficult woman (this comes from another version of me, who is more optimistic and less delicate).

My words reminded me of Anne's wording from "Anne of Green Gables"

There's such a lot of different Annes in me. I sometimes think that is why I'm such a troublesome person. If I was just the one Anne it would be ever so much more comfortable, but then it wouldn't be half so interesting.

from "Anne of Green Gables"

"私の中には沢山のアンがいる。だからこんなに厄介な人間なんだわ。もしたった一人のアンしかいなかったら、きっともっと楽なのかもね。でもそれって、今の人生より半分も面白くないわ。"

This is why I adore her, her endless imagination. She sees the world with wonder, creativity, and curiosity. I feel insecurity in some versions of me, but they do enrich the world.

Have a lovely day.