Why do we make the simplest of things so difficult for ourselves?, turning things over and over in our minds, first this way then that way.
Wouldn't you think the easiest thing in the world would be to be true to yourself?
How many times do we sacrifice some advantage or thing we want in order to please another. It is called being unselfish, something the Catholic Faith convinced little girls they must be.
This in itself is not such a bad thing, but combine it with an early developed and acute sense of responsibility and a feeling of worthlessness stemming from an unfortunate childhood and what do you get?
A greater difficulty in being true to yourself.