I sometimes feel like I am so good at morphing into the people around me that I may never find the spine of myself. What do I mean by that? Well, I often tell myself that in order to feel like I have direction or purpose (like I know what I am doing with my life) I will do whatever it takes to look, act, move, and sound the person I find the most heroic. I do what I need to do to be just like them, believing it is behavior that determines heroism. It is sweet really, behind the action of self-sabotage and identity suicide there is a little girl dying to be what she sees as most important.