To be, or to think you're being? That is the question.

I'm great at giving advice to other people.  I can analyze a situation and quickly discern the pros and cons, the motives, the possible outcomes, and the best course of action.  I am the one my friends come to for advice.  But what about myself?  When it's my own heart involved, I wonder so often if my judgment is horribly clouded by my emotions.  Even if I try to disregard what my heart says, my brain (who is oh-so-tricky) tries to convince itself that we (me, my heart and my brain) are doing the right thing.  Why is it so difficult to be analytical with myself? 
I had a talk the other day with my dear friend about relationships.  I said something so profound that it nearly knocked the wind out of me:

"You know you're with the right person when he makes you feel like the best version of yourself."

I don't mean to say that I'm brilliant and fantastic for saying that.  I'm really not.  I'm sure I'm not even the first person to have said it.  I was just shocked by the revelation that a truth such as this was floating around inside that tricky brain of mine.  Maybe it knows something I don't.

Maybe you know it's right when doubt, pettiness and cynicism melt away.  Maybe it's right when you don't have to talk yourself into thinking you are where you need to be, but can simply be.  

The question now is this: am I thinking, or am I being?


Edit:  After reading this post, my wonderful sister shared this quote with me, and it expresses so perfectly what I am trying to say:

"To fall in love is easy, even to remain in it is not difficult; our human loneliness is cause enough. But it is a hard quest worth making to find a comrade through whose steady presence one becomes steadily the person one desires to be." --Anna Louise Strong