My mind constantly changes

Everytime an opinion forms through my head, I become passionate about it only for it to he crumbles and molded to the other person's opinion of that matter. Every blog I post, every word I write, I eventually change my mind even if it's a mild sentence that I changed my thoughts about. 

Sometimes I feel as if I'm nothing but a lowsy dog desperate for a person's approval. I ignore the fact a human's mind develops and bury myself with self-hatred and my faked originality. 

I strive for stability, to be someone with their own thoughts that would not switch as soon as I listen to another person. Yet my thoughts betray me. Humans might have not meant to be a single being, but one with multiple consciousnesses. Although, I have nothing to claim that. 

I would just like to feel a small sense of pride on my own thoughts, but it's nearly impossible with how fast they develop and how much I'm deep inside the dirt.