I, like everyone else in this world, am so fucking scared. o-o Especially since everyone is freaking out about it. 

But the thing is, I really shouldn’t be. I should be excited to know what I truly lie.  See, I identify a lot with three of the four houses. When I was younger, I thought for sure I was a Ravenclaw— I love knowledge, intelligence, rational thought, reading and writing and learning, learning, learning, mostly of my own accord.  But then I thought, perhaps I’m a Slytherin— shrewd and ambitious, pushing for the next level, proud and cunning.  Then I grew up about it and all of those things about me remained the same, but I was bolder about it, braver about my intentions and about who I wanted to be as a person, no longer embarrassed, willing to try new things and take risks— much like a Gryffindor.I’ve taken to calling myself a Gryffindor for several years now, at least since I became a teenager. So that’s a long time.

I know that one house does not define you or contain you.  We are all four houses most of the time, and even the one house I have never felt right in (Hufflepuff, fair, kind and patient Hufflepuff), there are times I can look at myself and think, yes, maybe. Maybe. But if I’m put in Hufflepuff, I know I will be dismayed. If I’m put in Slytherin, I think I’ll be taken aback. If I’m put in Ravenclaw, I’ll understand, but I’ll be …disappointed. Gryffindor has fit me too long for me to not be that person I think I am.

But here’s the thing about the Sorting.  Sometimes it’s not who you are, it’s who you will one day become.  I think the Sorting Hat sits on your head and peers not into your soul, but all your potential futures, and thinks, where will this person best serve themselves and others? Neville was not the brave hero whom we all adore when he was eleven, but the Sorting Hat knew that if he was put there, that part of him would grow.  So maybe I’ll be put in Hufflepuff to become kinder and more patient with myself. Maybe Ravenclaw, where my mind will sharpen and I’ll be challenged academically. Maybe Slytherin to make me fight for what I want and be proud of who I am.  Or, perhaps that Sorting Hat will look into me and see someone on the cusp of her adventure. And he will know that I’ll need Gryffindor to help me grow into the hero only it knows I can be.

So don’t fret about your sorting. Look deeper into it and ask what are the parts of you that are hidden, what are the parts of you that have yet to fit into the whole.  Those are the parts that will be shined and embellished.  My mother used to say there is a reason for everything. Find your reason. And be willing to open up and grow into the person you should be, not the person you currently are.