My historical circumstances, childhood conditions, genetic inheritance — that’s about it. Same as anyone. If the question was, what do you want to do, mostly, the answer would be more revealing. I want to do what I like. But it’s an illusion and it leads to a form of imprisonment. You can only be “you” in relation to others. There’s a lot of limitations you have to acknowledge consciously. Otherwise you’re trapped in unconscious patterns that mean “you” is much less than it could be. What makes me “me” is whirling around doing this and that thinking it’s an escape from something I ought to be doing, and then gradually I really have to do it.
inspired by Matthew Collings