Surely you remember, perhaps not that exact moment? For some that moment, the date, day and time is burned into their psych forever.
You know, that time when you were no longer looked upon, with enduring eyes. For some the "area" of that branding still burns from that Crafter's affliction, upon your person to this day. "Area" defined as; the means by which that one purged you of original sin.
'"You mean to love thyself is a sin?"'
Typically, in society's scope, at around the ages of 9-14, this piety purge takes place, with excepted norm.
Some never had this, some lost this sooner, while few lose this later in life.
In, with and through Identity, we become someone else, or were we discovered with all our unsightly, unflattering bumps and bruises?
Tis' as if, someone died, perhaps an integral aspect or part of you.
One moment the character, you thought so real, so excepted, so needed and yes wanted....FLASH!...POOF!.....and gone forever.
You could simply no longer place on this face, of disgrace.
"The Sphere is a graven image, against the current God of today"
Intellect allows us to surpass any outdated notion, and thus be prepared far in advance.
For these changes, to thus take place, and much more so, a true individuals adjustment to them.
A word to the burgeoning wise, replace all false parts [aspects] of "you" with intellectual ones, prior to 'them', doing so to you.