By Wally Sarkeesian

Authenticity is often praised as the highest virtue in our culture—“Just be yourself,” we’re told. But what if that very idea is a myth? What if no one is ever truly authentic?
In truth, being human means being social, and to be social is to perform. From early childhood, we learn how to adapt, please others, say the right things, and present ourselves in ways that are acceptable or likable. We play roles to fit in, to survive, to be loved. In that sense, we are all actors—constantly shifting our behavior depending on context, company, and circumstance.
Even those who seem effortlessly real or raw are often just skilled at appearing authentic. They’ve learned how to create that impression, how to project sincerity. But make no mistake: they are still performing, still choosing what to show and what to conceal.
The truth is, no one ever says exactly what they’re thinking all the time. We filter ourselves. We calculate. We adjust. The polished version of ourselves that we present to the world is curated, whether consciously or not.
So, when we admire someone for being “authentic,” what we’re often admiring is their ability to act authentic in a way that resonates. But it’s still a performance.
And maybe that’s not a bad thing. Perhaps it’s simply what it means to be human.









