Reminds me of my polymorphy- a creature with no "true form" that has a tendency to mirror the forms of others, truly becoming them instead of just a surface-level mimicry. I have different urges and behaviors and tendencies and preferences depending on what forms I've taken up, and those forms tend to come from things around me. I'm a cat around cats and a dog around dogs, so to speak.

At this point, I have a stable sense of self, but my form acts as a modifier to that self. I'm still me, but with another essence, other urges and priorities. It's all different reflections of what I am. The mask is sometimes the truest thing. I am all of it, even the shapes that clash.

I think part of why I'm saying this is that you don't necessarily have to have a stable concept to be happy. Some people do need one, and that's okay, but embracing fluidity and recognizing that you can be complex/contradictory/ever-changing is another path that's out there. The more I let myself flow, the more I find who I am spread across the many things I can be.

Circe, what do you want in regards to all this?