2 movies, both talking about the importance of identity.

and then there is the question, what is the meaning of life?

But why do we need someone else to define who we are and our meaning in life? The funny thing about that is because they are probably trying to find their own purpose in life themselves and you expect them to know yours? Are we just finding excuses to deny who we are and hoping that what others think about us is actually a better version of who we are? Maybe by hearing what they think should be our purpose, we can strive for it and if it does not pan out, we have someone to blame for telling us the wrong things.

The war between being told who you are and knowing who you are, bordering on insanity. who do you think wins?

It is said your past molds you into the person you are today but what defines you is the decisions you make for your future. But how far can you stray from yourself, can we really change who we are or its just all futile.

But when your identity is robbed away from you, you do not ask what is your purpose in this life is. It becomes as simple as, who am i? Maybe its that simple and that is all we need to know, to comprehend; who are you?

I am YJ.

Occam's razor at its best.