When self-examining your life, you may if you like, give up all pretense to deceitfulness... but why try? Upon deeper reflection, this question almost answers itself. You should not fearfully ask, "who am I, really?" In the first place, we can only constructively recombine otherwise unrelated ideas into an amalgamation of fresh hope if we are brutally honest with ourselves. What does it mean to ask the hard questions? Are you willing and able to ask the hard questions of yourself? Do you really want to know? Do you really want to grow?