Have you ever wanted to be a different person?

At times, but not really anymore. I became what I wanted to be after a lot of hard work and cognitive ass-kicking.

There was a time when I wasn’t happy with who I was. There was this character archetype that I was both extremely jealous of, and simultaneously wanted to be… The tall kid with the nerd-fro and the Nintendo tattoos who is a licensed massage therapist and pro skateboarder by the time he’s 17… that kid that everyone loves.

Then I realized that everyone loved me for who I was, and who I could be, and not some goofy conception I had of who the cool people were.

That’s when I began my quest to reach my full human potential, and I’ve never been happier.

No.

Not since high school.

Not exactly. I don’t know how to not be me. Any time I daydream about being someone else, that new person ends up being me (albeit with a few key differences.)

I’ll stick to making up characters for stories and keep being me.

I like a lot of things about the person I’ve become through hard times. I’m glad I can be empathetic and that I had “get to the point” beaten into my head. Lately, particularly, I would trade it all in to be someone with a bottomless bank account, freedom, no relatives and a private jet.

I used to struggle with that a lot. Part of me wanted to be the really perfect girl – the one with the nicest things (all materialistic) and that seemingly perfect family (that never existed) and perfect hair; all while also wanting to be the artist who had dirt under her nails and was always covered in paint. I don’t get these feelings so intensely anymore but am still sometimes a perfectionist. I’d like to think of myself now as a combination of both those things. :)

I’ve done it. It’s a wonderful feeling, and it’s great. You might want to get some help, but go for it!
I’m a totally different person than I was 10 years ago.

In my head, I sort of have an alternate version of myself. She’s an expert in many martial arts, who mimicked martial artists she saw on TV before she knew how to walk. She trains in snow storms barefoot, smashes bricks and ice, participates in tournaments all over the world, only to be nowhere in sight when the first prize is awarded to her. She doesn’t always win though, but she never fights for fame, but rather because to her, fighting is living. Win or loose, the heat of the battle is all that matters. Hardcore training is dawn, to master the inner self is the noon Sun, to fight is the dusk and the result is the night, with or without a rising Sun.
I’d be a female version of Akuma but not all ripped like that, and I wouldn’t look like a homeless person.
Everyone sees her as a mystery, and many are attracted and curious but are too weak to stand to this person’s lone wolf syndrome.
She had no friends in school, nor desired any, only eats sea food and frowns all the time, but like the last picture in my video, she does have a sweet and funny side, even if it only manifests itself by her attracting butterflies to land on her nose or hair.

Of course this is retarded, but it’s actually serious, sometimes. I know maybe some were expecting something about zombies, but Akuma does train against them on a remote island which is overrun by the living dead. There.

Anyways carrying on…I came up with this from, obviously, video games, too much beer and fantasy, but sometimes I think it would be kinda neat to be someone like that, as it seems to cater to some parts of me that might be a bit more extreme and abnormal, and this alternate character helps me to deal with stuff like that about me which frightens or confuses me, even if it’s completely blown out of proportion and exaggerated. And of course the whole martial thing is a complete metaphor, used to easier translate shit I can’t say.

Arigatou Akuma.

’‘wastes no time in bowing and gets into stance’’

So yeah sometimes I wish I was this other version of me, even though training barefoot on a frozen pond don’t sound like no fun to me haha. Maybe I made up a person based on everything that isn’t me, rather than I based her on things I thought I could relate to but otherwise are inaccessible?

So I guess this doesn’t answer the question much, because it’s more a fantasy than a desire, but maybe it’s cuz I know I can’t be none other than what I yam, so I make shit up in my head lol.

Yes

I always wanted to see what it would be like to be a chick magnet.

I’m serious.

As insane as it is some/most days….I like where I have wound up! No matter who I think has a cool life….mine is just as cool plus I know a lot of things no one else knows that make me happiest and I would not trade that for the world….nevah!! ;)

Yes. Really, I would just like to be a better version of myself.

However, the person I imagine myself as when I’m older (60-ish) is very different than where my life will logically go. I want to live alone in a small cozy place… but I don’t want to get divorced or have my husband die. I’m not sure how to reconcile all of those things. I guess it will work out however it works out.

I have never wanted to be someone else, but, as @snowberry said, I have reinvented myself in the last decade and while all my best core traits remain, I am a very different person now than I was 10 years ago.

I have undergone some major shifts in belief, lifestyle and perceptions and I really like who I am and the life I have.

I’d like to be the calm, reasonable person who can make her wants known. Huh.

I just want to be me and live, nothing and nobody else.

@daytonamisticrip Great answer and hold on to that concept for dear life!! :)

Nah, i’m abundantly happy in my skin thanks. Although I did harbour hopes of being Tarzan at one point in my adolescence. I still utilise his mating call to this day. Works a treat :¬)

For a good portion of my adult life, I wanted to be a different, better, version of myself. The perfect version, who wasn’t riddled with anxiety and prone to depression. The one who had more energy and drive, was more likely to do housework and cook – a better wife, a better mother. Thankfully, therapy and medication did wonders for my outlook! I thought it would help me become that other person, when really what it did was allow me to accept myself for who I am. It helped me realize I’m not so terrible, after all. :)

The only thing I sometimes wonder about is what it would be like to have a sense of adventure and a willingness to take risks. To be the kind of person who jumps out of airplanes and climbs Mt. Everest. I don’t really want to be that person, I’d just like to experience that kind of life once or twice. Not gonna’ happen, though. I’m a fraidy cat.

Many times. My problem is, when it comes to the subject of me, I don’t know what/who I want to be.

ya. At certain times I want to change who I am. It’s for the better though. I really have so many personalities that it’s kind of hard not to change.

I’ve changed many times, but not because I wanted to be someone else. It just happened. I’m still me.
And, there was a time when I hated myself, but still didn’t want to change. I don’t know, it’s hard to explain. For example, one day I woke up and I was a little different. Most of the times it happens for no reason. Oh, and, when I was little, I wanted to be somebody else (and the person I wanted to be changed all the time) but now, I just want to be myself. And I don’t really care about what other people think about me..I’m crazy and I like it.

So, there was a time when I wanted to be someone else, but now I don’t.