When I was younger, my parents conditioned into me, what was their idea of a sense of self. I think every one gets that. Don't get me wrong. My childhood was as happy/fucked up as yours. I was given everything that a child deserves.
I said, 'what a child deserves'. Not 'what a child understands'.
That manifested itself into something very obscure, unclear, and almost outworldly.
Even today, when it's dark, I am unable to close my eyes and picture what I look like.
Or when I'm standing in front of the mirror, and when I stare straight into his eyes, I'm looking at the unfamiliar. It is almost challenging.
It's like that man says, "I'm you. What are you going to do about it?"
