I suppose I realize that is rather important, which is why its frustrating not being able to figure out who the hell I really am. I mean hell am I even a nice person or am I just nice out of fear of pissing people off? these are the things I end up going over in my mind for hours just trying to figure it out. I mean any trait I've ever seen as part of my personality feels like something to question....I think that is why my last mushroom trip which was more recent(what can I say I wanted to give it a try after a couple years of not having any) involved me being convinced I was physically disappearing/fading. I see it as a reflection of feeling like there isn't much there...like no real identity and feeling to be slipping away due to it....not that I needed the mushrooms to realize I felt that way.