I hate not knowing myself. I have no clue what personality i have. I’d rather be some rude stuck up person that is hated by a lot of people. At least then i’d know who i am. I’d rather be considered “weird” Or something. Idk. I know more of what i’m not than what i am. My sensitivity to others from having bpd and avpd makes it impossible for me to ever say anything thay could be taken as rude (this may seem like a good thing but it’s very difficult when i’m walking on egg shells in every conversation) I know that i am not judgmental, i know my political views, i know i’m somewhat gay, i know i love carrots and listening to music. When it comes to how other people see me i have no clue as i act different with everyone. It’s such a struggle, every single minute of every day. But oh well sucks to be me