There is not an I in me

When I say that, "There is not an I in me" (No hay un yo en mi), I think that I'm not wrong at all, because every time that I try to discover Who I am, who is the "I" to whom I refer when I speak about me, it's impossible to find an authentic definition of it.
I don't know if I am a social construction, a product of my circumstances or maybe a bunch of many "me" that gather in me like a links in a chain of many definitions which converge in my one person. It's impossible for me to discovery to myself and say finally "There you are" because I don't know which one of this many "me" is the truly "me".
Maybe, this issue would be a good topic to write in a sociological thesis, but at the same time is also boring enough as to repel to someone to correct this nonsense.

So, Bye for now!

The words that are high lighted in purple are the ones I don't understand.

I think you mean pyschological thesis

This journel entry is very good! Not, a lot of people, that don't speak English, can write about feelings in depth like you do. I enjoy the things you talk about. You are very interesting!

There is not an 'I' in me
When I say that "There is not an I in me" (No hay un yo en mi) I think that I'm not wrong at all, because every time that I try to discover who I am, who is the "I" to whom I refer when I speak about "me", it's impossible to find an authentic definition of it.
I don't know if I am a social construction, a product of my circumstances, or maybe a bunch of many "me's" that gather in me like a links in a chain of many definitions which converge in my person. It's impossible for me to discovery to or to uncover myself and say finally "There you are," because I don't know which one of these many "me's" is the true "me".
Maybe this issue could be a good topic to write a sociological thesis about, but at the same time is also boring enough as to repel to someone who otherwise might venture to correct this nonsense.

So, Bye for now!

"Cogito ergo sum," according to Descartes, but that doesn't get you very far. Look up the word solipsism. 

There Is Not an I in Me

When I say that "There is not an I in me" I think that I'm not wrong, because every time that I try to discover Who I am, who is the "I" I refer to when I speak about me, it's impossible to find an authentic definition.
I don't know if I am a social construction, a product of my circumstances or maybe a bunch of many "me" that gather in me like a link in a chain of definitions which converge in me. It's impossible for me to discover myself and finally say "There you are," because I don't know to which one of these many "me" is the true "me".
Maybe this issue could be a good topic to write in a sociological thesis, but at the same time it is also boring enough as to repel someone from correcting this nonsense.

So, Bye for now!