It’s going to be hard to accept my identity without that

Here’s the arc of my social experiment. 

It’s been nineteen years. Over six thousand days. And in the beginning of my adventure, wearing a nametag twenty four seven was just this quirky thing that I did. 

It was pure. There was nothing behind it. No reason or motivation or strategy or objective. 

But then, about two years into it, the nametag morphed into my business. And my brand. And my career. And my obsession. And my purpose and calling and addiction that consumed my whole life and was tied to my inner most sense of identity, for better or for worse. The nametag was everything to me. Without it, I was nothing. 

Which brings us to now. And strangely enough, it feels like I’m back where I started. Now the nametag is just this quirky thing I do. Just like in the beginning. 

The only difference is, now it’s worn from a place of joy. 

Not neediness. Or compulsion. Or dependency. Or desire for attention. Or an addiction to approval and applause. Or a need to fill some kind of existential hole of belonging. 

Just joy. 

The nametag is a part of me that used to be the heart of me. It’s something that identifies me, but no longer defines me. 

Maybe that’s what the journey of self is all about. 

Learning to live larger than our labels.


How will you loosen the hold of each identity so you don’t get completely lost in it?

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Scott Ginsberg

That Guy with the Nametag

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