Authenticity

I was thinking about my friends and why I love them.

In the case of two of them, the main reason I love them (and there are many) is that they are 100% authentic. They have absolutely no pretensions. They never dissemble to make people like them, they don’t fudge the truth, they simply are who they are. And who they are is wonderful.

But maybe who I am is also OK. Maybe I could just be myself. The problem is, I don’t really know who that is.

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