Was speaking, briefly, this afternoon with several colleagues. I made a comment about how, several years ago, I had come to the realisation that I no longer knew who I was, I’d lost my own sense of self because I had tried to change to fit in with the people around me at the time.

I scares me sometimes how readily we, or I used to, feel the need to fit in with those around me even if over time once sense of self is somehow diminished. The problem is this isn’t a sudden transformation, but rather it’s slow, gradual the sort of thing that happens over a long period of time until your forced to confront who you are, who you were, who you think you are and who it is you want to be.

Anyway that little conversation I had earlier with Chris, Sarah and Lucy reminded me of something François de La Rochefoucauld once wrote:

We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves.