What Is My Identity

George sat on a flat rock overlooking the gorge. His mind felt numb, unable to think. He looked over at Ben, “I wish I had some answers.”

Ben was still staring at the majestic waterfall that flowed over the rocks. “I wish I had some for you. What did Cindy tell you before she walked out?”

“She just said she was tired of trying. Isn’t that what couples do? We try, we work, we succeed, and sometimes we fail.”

Ben sat quietly for a minute. “I had never thought of it that way. Yeah, I guess that is what we do. It sounds like she decided she didn’t want the relationship anymore. Did she say if there is somebody else?”

“Not that I know of. I asked, and Cindy said she just wanted to be alone. I don’t know. If I wanted to be alone, I would have never gotten together with anybody.”

Ben grabbed George’s shoulder and gave him a sympathetic squeeze. “Any idea what you are going to do?”

George sighed. The water falling over the rocks seemed endless. He thought he and Cindy would be together forever. “I don’t know what to do next. I guess my identity was wrapped up pretty tight in our relationship. We were always George and Cindy, or Cindy and George. I loved that. I guess she didn’t.”

Both men sat there. George allowed himself to get lost in the majestic view of the hillside on the other side of the gorge. He imagined being hidden safely in its forest.

“Excuse me.” Both men jerked slightly in surprise. “I didn’t mean to startle you. My name is Allison. I was just curious, who got dumped?”

Ben pointed at George, who already had his hand slightly raised. “How did you know?” George was curious, but not interested enough to turn his head.

“I just went through a breakup myself. My friend and I came to this exact spot and did what you two are doing.”

Allison’s response intrigued George. He turned his head to find a beautiful woman in her mid-twenties. Her auburn hair draped gracefully over her shoulders and highlighted her figure. George knew he was lonely and confused, but she was still beautiful. He glanced at Ben, who had already taken notice.

“Why are you back? Are you still trying to figure out what you will do next?”

“Oh no, I’m celebrating. I feel like I have a new identity. I have discovered new places to visit. I spend more time with my friends, I even have started reading again. I had to give up reading when I was with Hank. He wasn’t a reader.”

George thought to himself, “I like books.” He quickly pushed that to the side. “How long did it take you?”

“Not long. I mean, it’s only been a couple of weeks. The first two or three days were the worst, and then I decided I wouldn’t let Hank ruin my life. I figured out what I used to like doing, the things I had given up that I missed and started from there.”

Allison pulled out a card from her purse and handed it to George. “Please don’t take this the wrong way. We both know you have to avoid rebound relationships. If you ever need a friend to talk to, we can be friends.”

“Thanks! I might do that. My buddy Ben here is about to get married. He’s trying to be empathetic, but I know it’s a struggle.”

Ben finally spoke up. “Hey man, we’ve all been dumped.”

“When was the last time you got dumped, high school?”

“No, remember Dorothy?”

“You dumped her.”

“Oh, right.”

Allison laughed. “I’m glad I walked over. As I said, I normally don’t do this, but you two reminded me so much of where I was just a couple weeks ago.”

George stood up and dusted himself off, and Ben followed his queue. “I guess we should head out.”

“Oh, I hope I didn’t chase you off.”

“Nope, I feel like I know where I am going, at least for today?”

“Really? Where are the two of you headed now.”

“Ben and I are headed back to town. He needs to help me make my first to do list.”

“Good! Be sure to let me know how it goes.”

“I will be in touch.” George gently shook Allison’s hand. She then shook hands with Ben and headed up the trail.

“So George old buddy, are you sure you aren’t headed for a rebound?”

“Nope. I don’t need someone else to identify who I am. I’m sure we’ll talk, but for now. I think I just need to learn to be me again.”


Thanks to the Daily Post for their prompt   The Daily Post-Identity

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One Reply to “What Is My Identity”

  1. Great take on identity…much love for the creative writer. This is the point that I want to get to. I love that you used a discussion between characters to explain part of your view on identity. I hadn’t even thought of doing that. Thank you.

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