Identity clash

I’ve noticed that when returning home and visiting old relations, be they family or friends, a clash of identities takes place.

There is the pull to fall back into the old childhood habits and familiar methods of interaction.

And there is the presence of the current self. The version of you that has grown up and developed since you left.

The battle rages on as these two identities fight for dominance.

You like the new version of yourself but old habits die hard.