One part of my mind wants to lose weight and stop drinking, another part wants to eat, drink and be merry. A third part is jealous and a fourth part is critical and judgmental. A fifth part is like a cultivated therapist, with a pearl necklace, that is trying to explain to the other parts, with a soft voice, that they must be more sensible. An additional part observes all these contradictory parts and tries to figure out how to deal with them. None of these parts is my true self. There is no true, delimited self in the mind, I believe. To search for a true, authentic, delimited self is like searching for the Easter Bunny.