Some people think that, before we became ourselves, we were someone else. Many times over, maybe. Some even think we weren’t just someone else, but could have been something else. Like a bird or a dog or a ghost or a rock.
Some people say all you can do is be yourself. But they don’t say if you should be the self you are currently or one from before, or maybe a pastiche of all of previous selves you might have been. Or if you should aspire to more.
I worry if my previous selves would like the current one.