The real you? The true you. “The color behind the color” as a friend used to call it comes out when things go wrong. When things go awfully wrong.
Devils even act right when things go right. But when things go South, their true color comes out.
What do you do when things go bad? Who do you talk to? Where do you run? That’s the real you. The rest is just automated normal human attitude
A cockroach can’t bleed no matter how much you squash it. You gave her a severe beating because she angered you. You spoke hurtful words because he did something you didn’t like. You cut that corner because you needed some money. That’s the real you
But you can change all that, you can become a new person incapable of any wrongdoing no matter how hard you’re pushed, no matter the raging storm. I surely believe you can.
This is the way out.