There is no real-you. The more I try to get hold of my identity, my existence, more elusive it becomes. I am sure too fluid to be given a name of shape. And this always reminds of the Milan Kundera quote about the self as we perceive ourselves being very elusive and the only real truth is how others perceive you.
It appears so because we live in a society. A person who has spent more than 5 years in solitary confinement or in himalayas for that matter will have a less elusive "true self" I'm sure
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