Abstract

Poor self-knowledge brought about my descent into depression, anxiety and uncontrollable bruxism. I wrote my life story as an attempt to discover who I am so that I could overcome my trauma. The attempt failed, partly due to self-deception and partly because there is more to discovering oneself than analysing critically how one has lived so far. I eventually discovered who I am by adopting a critical attitude and the method of conjecture and refutation. A person can best discover who she is, and thereby live a fulfilling life, if she tests types of life by living them and holds all her views open to criticism. When one pursues such an organised project of self-discovery, elements of philosophical autobiography become part of living one’s life.