I know I am but what am I
In a recent conversation with a bitter ex-girlfriend, we discussed the fact that she thought I was a bastard. :) (it was actually quite entertaining) However, I realized that many of the things she thought about me (things I had done that made her mad, or made her feel bad) were not intentional on my part. I admitted some things were stupid but not meant to be hurtful, I just didn't realize it at the time. She, of course, didn't believe me but that got me to thinking: what's a better representation of oneself, your own view of what you think you are or other people's view of what they perceive you to be?
My opinion is that I know who I am better than anyone else, but I may not truly convey myself outwardly. Any thoughts?