I like how ‘Rick and Morty’ explores that C-137 isn’t who he used to be…
Or who he could’ve been…
Or who he wants to be…
He is just who he is, even if he feels like needs to be something else.
Wait, who is that supposed to be again?
I think a lot of us are like that. I know I am. I’m not the child and teenager I used to be. Shit, I’m not even the person I was in college. I mean, I’m an evolution of that person. Things happened and they changed me, and now I have to let that person go. I have to accept that I’m different now. I’m also not who I could’ve been if everything had gone right, or wrong, or somehow entirely differently than it did. I’m not who I wish I was, or someone who will never disappoint the people I love with who I’ve become. If I’m entirely honest, I don’t really know so much about myself.
I think it’s often easier to grasp onto a version of ourselves we understand. If you can tell yourself ‘this is me,’ that means you know why and how you feel the way you feel or do what you do. The downside is that it can feel like betraying your identity when you can’t live up to that idea.
Rick is a person. He’s not good or bad. He’s not a god. He’s not an idea.
He’s a person, even before he’s a Rick.
