The question of Who you are sets you on a journey of finding yourself.
You’re you when you devour an entire pizza by yourself at home. You’re also you when you’re working your ass off at work trying to whip up the best presentation ever made.
It’s all you.
Who you are – it’s all of you
Do you think anyone knows who they really are? I don’t. I mean I may have a slight idea. Every day, however, I find a tiny fraction of undiscovered self. One that is not really big enough for me to stop, register and define myself using it going ‘oh so that’s me’.
Don’t force yourself to extremes thinking there is a set list of things to do to achieve a moment of sublime self-revelation. I doubt that exists. It’s a slow progress. It’s the slow lessons that sink in.
So when your asshole boss gives you a tight deadline you may find that you are a humongous stress ball barely capable of handling the pressure – but you met the deadline. Capable but emotionally turbulent. That was you with that one deadline. For your next tight project, you may be something else entirely. Who you are is who you are at that point in time. The lazy you and the ambitious you.
The reason why you can’t figure yourself out entirely is because you are continuously evolving and shaping yourself every single second.
Unless you have an innate desire to do certain things, don’t do it with the objective to find something else will be revealed by doing so.
Just live. Live while finding out bits and pieces while doing so.