I was conveniently bisexual for a long time, and then I went, ‘Come on, who am I kidding?’ And I have to say, it was the single biggest step I took toward emotional well-being, to stop feeling like I had to hide who I am.
Who am I, if I’m not this singer with big high notes? I identify with my voice. But I’m more than just the acrobatics.
For a while, I thought a lot about lineage. Where do I belong? Who am I standing next to?
Who am I? I’m a man, an American, a father, a teacher, but most of all, I am a person who knows how the arts can change lives, because they transformed mine. I was a dancer.
I worry about how accessible cosmetic surgery has become. Of course, if it has genuinely helped people, and their confidence has grown as a result; who am I to form an opinion?
When I realised that I had feelings for men as well as women, at first I was worried and frightened, and there was a certain amount of ‘Who am I? Am I a criminal?’ and so on. It took me a long time to come to terms with myself. Those were painful years – painful then and painful to look back on.
People keep saying Balachander discovered me. I differ. He invented me. When a stalwart like him suggests that I act in films, who am I to refuse?
Religion survives because it answers three questions that every reflective person must ask. Who am I? Why am I here? How then shall I live?
If the Loki in ‘Thor’ was about a spiritual confusion – ‘Who am I? How do I belong in this world?’ – the Loki in ‘Avengers’ is, ‘I know exactly who I am, and I’m going to make this world belong to me.’
My dream is to one day just be me and my guitar. I’m working myself to the core. Who am I, underneath everything else? I’m still on that journey, to find that core.
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