When do I become me?

How do I know?

When did you feel like you’d finally settled into who you are?

I think you you never really settle and you have to give yourself permission to change. I think that we get caught up in who we are and the things we think we want and there’s a good chance, you’re going to wake up one day, look around and realize that none of the things that you worked for, that you swore would finally make you happy, actually do make you happy. And this terrifies us and fills us with existential dread because if we’re not who we think we are, then who are we?