Keeping-up appearances

Some may think of the British comedy series by the same name, "Keeping Up Appearances" (and yes, I have seen the comedy on occasion and found it entertaining to the extent that I can keep up with all the antics and the sometimes strong accents of some of the characters), and for those who have never seen the one of the series, here is the short thanks to Wikipedia,

Keeping Up Appearances is a British sitcom created and written by Roy Clarke. It aired on BBC One from 1990 to 1995. The central character is eccentric and snobbish middle class social climber, Hyacinth Bucket (Patricia Routledge), who insists that her surname is pronounced “Bouquet”. The sitcom follows Hyacinth in her attempts to prove her social superiority, and to gain standing with those she considers upper class. Her attempts are constantly hampered by her lower class extended family...

While the name is synonymous with the sitcom, the message of my writing is not particularly about the series, but more about the effort and energy that we exert to appear--or be perceived--as something more our desire than is actually possible in "real life". Yes, some will go very far to capture the right brand or portray that right persona--all of which is a show or act aimed to impress others and hide doubts and discontent about who we really are. 

Who are we (each), really?   Can we really nail ourselves down as to who we are or what we are? If you play this or that part--all to seemingly please or pleasure others--is it not that much more difficult to know who you are?  How to describe or define you?  

I am a aging man who does ________ and likes to do _________. My interests are ________ and ________.   I come from a family of ________ who originated in ________ and come from ________.  My race is _______ and my marital status is ________.

And so on and so forth, but ever more, one must learn and know thyself, both the constant and the changes.