I am ...

I have asked myself this question so many times in the past ... I have answered it so many times as well in the past. I can think of a  lot of answers and all of them would be right but at the same time, all of them would be wrong. They are right because that is what I am but they are also wrong because words are not enough to describe what I am.

I am a woman. I am complex, extremes, sane most of the time, insane at times. I am a woman. I love, have loved, been loved. I've hurt, have hurt, been hurt. I am a woman. I am vengeful and forgiving. I try to balance both but sometimes, one wins over the other. Do not ask me which one it is. I will not answer.

I am a woman. I am fragile, easily broken. I am strong, like the bamboo I bend but never break. I am soft, ready to be hugged and cuddled. I am hard, unyielding and firm in a decision. I am hot, surrounding you with love and warmth. I am cold, icier than glacier when the situation calls.

I am woman. I am a lot of things. I am nothing. I am everything.