I Really Don't Know . . .

If I am who I am but I am not satisfied with who I am, does it follow that what you feel about me is irrelevant to such a degree that it is disingenuous. I am a particular way and wish I was something else but with that being an impossibility, what you think of me is totally false because there is no way you can really know who I am. I don't want to be who I am. Any approval or disapproval you may put forth is compleatly invalid because there is no way you can know who or what I am.
That being said . . .