I have been lost in trying to find myself. Trying to find my roots through my heritage. Through my history.
But as I read through history and the stories of colonizatio, I realize that I don’t have an identity of my own. Rather, my identity is unified along with others. We are all a part of one identity. We identify ourselves by those others around us. By history, you will realize and learn that we are not that different from one another.
Analyze the historical photographs of people from the past and you will find the epiphany of the truth.