I Think I Am

Am I who I think I am?

My thoughts wrestle with knowing who I really am. What do I know? I know that I am not my name. I know that my experiences are filtered input passing through beliefs, history, biases, and limited knowledge. I know that I create meaning based on filtered input. At the core, I know made-up meanings are not who I am. At the core, what is left? I think I am.

Ever wrestle with knowing who you really are?
In what ways might you at least know who you are not?