From Hand Wash Cold by Karen Maezen Miller:
It’s not so easy to be done with your own sob story. We might set it down for a time, but we hardly ever get rid of it. Provoked, we haul out the old emotional wardrobe and put it on again. We’re so accustomed to familiar, wounded feelings and self-serving narratives - they caress us like the gentle fold of an old T-shirt, the nub of a well-worn weave - that we mistakenly think they’re who we are. We think we are our thoughts; we think we are our feelings; we think we are nothing more than a bulging basket of our past experiences.
Can we really find happiness by letting go of what we know of ourselves? It is the only way.