a spoken or written account of connected events; a story.
The definition of “narrative” seems straightforward enough. If Merriam-Webster says this is narrative, then it must be, right? Black letter law, if you will.
But from the first time I read it, I had a problem. The definition of narrative implies that every story is set in stone. As if there is only one true account of events and that doesn't change. But that just can't be. For every series of connected events there is more than one story and absolutely more than one account. The exact same events are going to be accounted differently from each person that narrates it. But personal viewpoints set aside, there is another variable that seems to be ignored . . . time.
I mean, think about it. In the moment of some event, you feel the heat of that moment. But what about an hour later? Six months later? Ten years later? After any amount of time outside of the moment, are your feelings still the same? Chances are, your account in that moment is different than after x amount of time later.
Somebody said something to me this week. “Change your narrative, and change your life.” So why is it that we expect a story to be set in stone as it unfolds? That your account can’t change?
Well, by the power invested in me via tumblr, I say fuck that. Tell your story, reflect on how your feelings about that story are affected over time, and change your fucking story. Nothing is set in stone. Narratives are fluid. Your feelings are fluid. Time is fucking fluid.
If you want to change your narrative - shit, if you want to change your life - then change it. It’s yours to have and to hold, to mend and to mold, and tell it however the fuck you want to tell it. Life is some pick your own ending type shit. So go ahead.