Identity crisis n

When I accuse myself for everything I've done wrong, there's another me telling myself it's okay who am I to say those are wrong. 

So far I'm coping well as I don't even have a place to be emotional. Sometimes I lose myself during nights, and woke up the next morning with sense of self fully present. Sometimes I know what I want. Sometimes I'm totally confused about everything. 

If contradiction is a gift, what can I do with it.