Why Contradiction?

How does one define themselves? Truly what makes someone know “who they are?” I’ve always defined myself as a million people in one. The hot and cold, yin and yang, yes and no all existing within a mortal body. I’ve fancied myself being an alien but never fully fit  that image either. I’m a girl who will binge watch the Kardashians and buy cocktail dresses to compliment my white walls while simultaneously listening to Sonic Youth and burning incense in my flowing flower pants beneath three tapestries. I think I’m what you’d call complicated- or maybe that’s just what I want to be. A contradiction.