Perhaps this "ideal self" we chase after, doesn't really exist.
"For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: and whosoever will lose his life for my sake shall find it."
Perhaps this "ideal self" we chase after, doesn't really exist.
"For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: and whosoever will lose his life for my sake shall find it."
Good point, the ideal self may not. Yet I have an sense that the true self does and it's buried somewhere within us, or perhaps just under the surface of our perceived reality.
I have that feeling too. In a way I'm compelled to find that inner "me", but I have no idea how to do so. Some people say they found it the moment they stopped looking for it.
For me it is the other way around. I think I know who I am but others don't see me that way nor treat me that way. Instead they make assumptions, accusations and too often when I am caught in the whirlwind of the moment, I act not in accordance with who I know myself to be. I attribute this to PTSD and biological impulse but it is also possible that the true self inside me is still working it's way out. Occassionally I even find myself shedding things I once thought were me, but were actually just ego and conditioned beliefs. It's a strange thing, trying to understand each other. How much of what I see in other people is just a facet of me? What can I do to both respect others individuality and assert my own? A lot of things to consider.