Another one from Post Secret.

This is actually something I have been wondering lately. Where does the actual me end? What’s the line between my identity and my illness. If I were to be magically cured of my illness, what would I do? Would I have the strength to do the right things? I mean, the feelings, the anxiety… those are the illness. But how much of my reaction is learned behavior? And how much of it would I be able to ignore if my mind and feelings worked like everyone else?