All this discussion makes me realise that through my reflections I have so little certainty about anything, any of who I am and how and why I am who I am. Yet I quite clearly want those answers.
So I realise I am at an impasse and I wonder why, as someone so concerned with knowing who I am, I find it so difficult to answer that question with certitude?

If I knew the answer to that, the question wouldn’t need answering.