Finding myself?

I don't know if that's what this is. I'm really not sure anymore. There was a point in my life, I guess sometime in 7th grade in middle school, and I wasn't sure of who I was. I thought I had found that out. I thought that when I graduated high school I knew who I was. Guess I was kinda wrong. Or, just, wrong. This isn't even something I feel like my family or friends could understand. It's only something I can say to myself inside, or somebody I don't know at all, like a psychologist.

There's so many things going on here I think. I was so sure about things...and then all this other stuff hit me. It was like, whoa...where did these feelings come from? I feel almost disappointed in myself, like I should know this all by now. I don't even have the confidence to confront these feelings head-on.

I just...feel like crap. I need hugs.