Out of the mysterious anonymous

So, I've been thinking a lot lately.
I mean, I think a lot at the best of times, but my efforts and thoughts have been concentrated on the prodigious tumult that my ego and identity have found themselves struggling to endure. I affectionately refer to this as "The Sh!t Storm". (The exclamation mark in lieu if "i" is my way of apologizing for the crass nature of this term, but no other word will suffice)
Self doubt and insecurity have executed a successful coup and I am now the POW and silent bystander of the bloody battle between Who-I-thin-I-am and Who-i-actually-am. And to be fair, I'm not sure Who-I-am as i (whoever that is?) watch the struggle unfold.
I know this sounds dramatic, but I feel like I am literally dying. Something is dying.
So if you made it this far without puking on yourself or rolling your eyes, thank you. I realize I need the odd sympathetic heart on this long and confusing journey into the unknown.
So the thought I wish to explore with you seems to have fittingly come from someone as unfamiliar to me as I am to myself; he/she calls him/herself Anonymous. (If this were a movie, it could even be that "anonymous" is actually my own subconscious. In this case, I tend to believe he/she is not. But maybe I'm going crazy?!)
I am actually referring to whoever it was that commented on my last post.
Anonymous writes (and I am poorly paraphrasing):
"Drop the p."

It turns out "t" and "p" might just be prefixes for the root after which I have set my life course.
Simple.
The clearest.
Preacher- p. Teacher- t. Reacher.

I love it. A Reacher.

There's no stigma, no preconceived ideas, no fanfare. Just this blessed little picture of one hand, heart in it, palm up, reaching out of my own dark corner of anonymity and into yours. Trusting, that by the grace of God that small token will give us both a sense of where we stand. Perhaps it will even offer a truth about who we are. But even if that who does not become clear, then at the very least we will know that who, both reaching and receiving, is loved.
For a moment the battle between "i" and "I" is quelled.

Pride leads to conflict; those who take advice are wise. Proverbs 13:10