Psychopaths have weak identities in general. Our only constant is change. We are chameleons and we wear the personalities of those around us. I believe that the constant shapeshifting that we engage in leaves us with a very weak sense of identity. We can state facts about our being but we cannot articulate who the underlying person actually is. Our identities are like candle flames, dancing in the wind and ever-changing in color and shape.
The other night I spent a long time chatting with a reader of this blog. They were as perplexed as I when it comes to my difficulty articulating my identity. No, identity is not merely the recitation of facts. It is something deeper and it eludes me in full. They recommended that my identity is simply that of constant change. My identity is a lack of stable identity. My identity is ever-changing – and that, in and of itself, is identity.