[JustTvTroping]

Sometimes I can't help but think that my personality and skills are just a mixture of traits inherited from my family, and it's starting to make me wonder how much of myself was a part of them. I already tend to freak out about what I could possibly physically inherit (skin problems (I already dealt with), horribly dry and coarse natural hair, joint problems, and possibly even blindness (one of my grandmas is blind and I'm scared that the case may be hereditary)). It's even worse since my (not blind) grandma used to compare my skills to other family members: "Your Uncle was quite the artist too", "I sing in choir and I love it", and from mom: “Your dad has the same kind of work ethic”, etc.. I feel like a clone (for anime watchers, think Cell from Dragon Ball Z to get a better picture (minus the freaky absorption ability and "perfection")) rather than just a person who honed their own skills of interests over time. I guess it's just me overthinking things again, but I had to get this off of my chest.I know there are other factors such as observational learning (and I'm grateful for the fact that I have skills that I've obtained this way), but I still can't help but feel his way.

[healingme4me]

I have found, that though on my mom's side of the family, there's almost everyone who has dabbled in music. That's a lot of us. With that said, we all have different characteristics. Many have very straight and thin but black hair. Mine was blonde to start then brunette, thick with a curl/wave that frizzes. My maternal gram has diabetes and high blood pressure, but noone else does.
Noticing traits is a good start with forming self identity. It's a piece, yet, not the whole picture.
It's wise to keep a log of family health issues, that's important down the road for your own health charts.