understanding.

I've come to believe that the valid essence of a human being can be comprised of three faces; the face that others see, the face that you see, and the face that actually exists.
Some spend their lives trying to understand others, and some spend their lives trying to understand themselves. I've come to realize that I'm from the latter party, yet the transition from understanding the facet of which you've made and what lies beneath is frustrating. There is a war within me. I can't comprehend how something inside of me isn't near me, cognitively speaking. I've spent a good decade struggling to understand myself, and I believe it'is this struggle which has tainted my own perspective of what I actually am. Finally, I've come to the conclusion that all three perspectives hold true to the being, yet separately they hold no justice to the being. It is each different version of yourself that will shed light on another.