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a different version of you exists in the minds of everyone who knows you.

i read a book that blew my mind. the main character goes crazy when he realizes no
one really knows him.

the gist is that the person you think of as "yourself" exist only for you, and even
you don't really know who that is. every person you meet, have a relationship with
or make eye contact on the street with, creates a version of "you" in their heads.
you're not the same person to your mom, your dad, your siblings, than you are to
your coworkers, your neighbours or you friends. there are thousand different
versions of youself out there, in peoples minds. a "you" exist in each version, and
yet "you", "youself" isn't really "someone" at all.