Took a little time to do some self-reflecting today. Had a lot of it on my hands anyway. =S
Don't we find ourselves constantly adapting nowadays? No, I'm not talking about the environment; more in relation to ourselves and our communication with each other. We encounter people from different walks of life on our day to day activities. Some of them become fast and steadfast friends, while others; they're just a passing face in the crowd. The thing about this is that we sometimes change the way we are - make compromises on our usual behaviour - just so that we can accommodate these people into our lives, simply because they are really awesome people and its really awesome to hang out with them.
Well, I find myself doing that a lot these days. Now we all know the age-old saying: "Be true to yourself and everything will go just fine." I'm not sure how old it is; I probably got that of some Disney movie crap. We all know that saying is probably bullcrap...most of the time, anyway. But it is inevitable, isn't it? So the question I'm posing to you people is, when does this adaptibility lead to a loss of identity? For how long can we lie to ourselves before we lose a sense of who we really are? I'm not saying that on every relationship-forging occasion, we adapt. And I'm not saying we all will forget who we are in the process of socialization. It's really just...the degree of the adaptation, I guess.
The notion scares me, really.
See, this is why I shouldn't be left alone. I drive myself crazy with thinking. =S

