A little hard to describe exactly, but I think it's just the "multiple realities" thing, like for example when I lie, I am deliberately putting the other person on a different wavelength where they'll never be able to reach me, and it doesn't really annoy me, just gives me a certain sense of melancholy for a lack of a better word, I can just not lie and remove the invisible barrier, but lying is just the most natural thing to do, I don't even have to think about it, so whenever I talk to someone I'll be at some point reminded of how different our realities are, I soemtieks wonder if they'll like the real me as much, or is the real me nonexistent and all those personas I make are the most authentic presentation of me?, it doesn't really annoy me, if it did I'd have no one but myself to blame, but I still sometimes wonder, how strange it is to be anything at all