The complexity of a person becomes apparent by observtion of different enviorments. Can you ever truly know someone? If a person is still searching for who they are, like most, can anyone really know the truth of a soul?
I, personally, know the core of my identity, yet I allow different parts of me to shine according to the setting I am in. I would not call myself fake, because I do not attempt a false facade. Every quality I release is genuine. However, in order to relate and partake in certain circumstances, I will highlight certain characteristics. While I won't discuss the philosophies of Spinoza at dance practice, I will not deny my interest in the topic. I wouldn't say I hide any aspect of my identity; I stay true to who I am. Yet for the sake of others, as well as my personal happiness, it seems logical to emmulate parts of you that correlate to others...or is it?
The acutality of a person is an intricate labyrinth, so much so, that revealing everything at the same intensity can be overwhelming.
I believe that a true friend is someone who knows every detail of the puzzle and pieced together the picture. However, even if you know one's identity, does that necessarily mean you know they're responses in different environments?
An environment has to do with surrounding circumstances, conditions, and influences. It was my belief that regardless of external forces, if you truly knew a person, you'd know how they'd repsond to certain stimuli. However today I have come to question that.
While you may know what they stand for and how their true character would respond, the anxieties of superficial aspects combat personal values. I have learned that while you may know a person in all their beliefs, values, and interests, you must also know their strength and confidence--It can be hard to be true to yourself when acceptance is questioned. In certain circumstances, it seems evident that insercurites can reformulate and disguish.
But here is my dilemma: say you know the "true" identity of a person, yet to an audience, they mask their genuine qualities. What if someone has opened up to you, allowing you to see them for who they are, yet forbidding others to see the truth? Who are they? Could the person you see just be another one of their false personalities. If so, then who are you really friends with?
After contemplating this, I come to question my own identification, leading me to wonder:
Am I an imposter if I emphasis different qualities in different environments, even if if don't contradict the quieter characteristics?
The question of identity is overwhelming, and my mind refuses to stop overanalyzing...i love it.
Love love,
CuriousChloe
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