Who are you?
No, I don’t mean your name or your profile data. I mean: who ARE you?
Today’s individuals’ leitmotiv is building one’s Identity. It’s what we use to choose and get a romantic partner, land a job, keep the social circle turning, and so on and so forth. As “man is a social animal” and 21st century Westerners are hyper-individuals, Identity is the connector allowing each of us our room for personal uniqueness and the reassurance of belonging. Indeed, self-fulfillment, thus happiness, seems entirely elusive without first defining one’s Identity.
Fine.
But since the postmodernist breakdown of institutions/traditions and the internet’s transgression of spatial, temporal, and physical boundaries, Identity has become a tricky matter within a context of infinite possibility. Increasingly, we seem victims of too much or too little Identity. Balancing between fear of losing oneself to a relationship and the tactics of wielding multiple avatars, we seem to be rigidifying our fabricated, projective identities… potentially to the point of skimping on building our real-life inner selves.
Could it be that our quest for Identity is precisely what is stifling our personal “growth”? “Still Life, Still Born” will take on the debate.