Am I ok with being alone?

I think I force aloneness on myself sometimes. Or is it just a byproduct of being quite so strange, so outwardly introverted, so literally two faced? Around everyone I can feel myself adapting a personality, codeswitching, and the only time I properly feel like myself is around myself. This is what I so fear; what if someone I fall in love with is someone I codeswitch with too? Maybe I can only properly fall in love with a person who is exactly myself. I am everything: I am beautiful, intelligent and immensely talented. I am instinctive, and I know what is right. I am connected to the universe (and am sometimes guilty of feeling all of the universe - the solar system in my solar plexus) and am too too in love with all that is human, and fragile, and obsessed with the notion that I am eternal. How will I die? How is it that we age? I am the same, and I have always been the same. I am one too old, with tears of aged salt.

I could be bounded in a nutshell and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.