A while back I went through an intense period of self-examination. I eventually got to the point where I realized that if you can't love yourself, how can you love others? I was panicky for a while, because I didn't love the self I was discovering. I thought, what if you dont love who you really are? Then what? But then I had a really powerful dream that there was a "real self" that I loved, and that self took the form of a bunny in my dream. It was lovable and helpless and unable to defend itself, like a real bunny. About all that bunnies are good at is to run away, really fast. I didn't know who I was, but I knew that somewhere was a real me that i loved. Eventually I found it. So I'm in the process of discovering "the bunny within", the real me that is very vulnerable but that I love very much. I'm trying to coax the real me out, but it's pretty well hidden and protected.