Tantricbadass wrote:
This is bothering me and I think it is a sign of something bad. I don't really know who I am. I do this, that, and like these things, but I don't what makes me tick. What is I? Why am I himself? What makes me myself? Describing this is very difficult because of language. This seems rather upsetting to me. I have been having this weird emotion. I think this might be common amount teenagers because our brains are distorted. It's like hard apathetic aesthetic pleasure. It's sorta like the bliss you get when you don't sleep for a while(which is considered to be like taking a drop of heroin). I just seek experience, not happiness. It's like those who pursue happiness just end up unhappy. I believe this was the feeling the stoics were looking for.
A lot of us at this age either cannot explain who we really are, or we just don't know yet. Think of 1 or 2 favorite things to do. Sometimes, the things we like to do let us know a little bit about ourselves and what makes us tick. Does this help you at all?