…securities lurked beneath my socially shaped surface, manifesting mostly in romantic relationships. I was struggling to merge all of my contradictory traits into a consistent sense of identity. I hadn’t a clue which social version of myself was authentic and not merely convincing. My cravings for solitude told me I was an introvert, while my need to be a part of close-knit groups demanded extroverted behavior. All of it made me feel disoriented.