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.
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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.