The process of becoming an adult, a social being that has an identity to start with, from a self-rejecting projector of the endless self-conscious "interests", "talents", and attachment to an open and receiving mediator of sociality, could be a long and hard one. Yet no self-sustainability is exclusively about the self. Breaking the walls of self-involvement is a must step to take before one gains her authentic status of being.
Problems of interpersonal relations in a homogeneous world as the Neo-Capitalism one are always as social as they could get. One could indeed put up distinctions of class, gender, occupation, and "culture" to argue against such homogeneity, yet when see that the so-called individuals run into problems in their life that are more shared than ever on the two sides of the Pacific, we see a trend that, while "internationalizing" (, as we would address it less than a decade ago) the world, sucks the possibility of problems out of it, leaving identity building solely to the pigeon hole of a job.
The self survives, but only with a piece of soil; the dreams fly, but only to the height our design send us to.
