Are We Known?

There is a book called “Why Am I Afraid to Tell You Who I Am?” by John Powell. And here is a quote that stands out:
“But…if I tell you who I am, you may not like who I am, and it’s all that I have.”
So I have been thinking about that. How real are we? Will anyone like me if I am me being me? Isn't that truly one of our biggest fears? Wanting to be liked\loved for who we are, but what if what we are isn't likeable? We want to be completely known, but then again do we? The band Waterdeep has lyrics that say, "I don’t think I’ve ever wanted as much To be free as I’ve longed to be known. And of the things that I hate As I look at my life, The worst is my being alone.”
Here lies the conundrum: To truly be known by someone else is a scary process... but if we aren't known, is it more scary to be alone? Hmmm.... Well hopefully I am as real as I can be even if it's scary... because who knows, maybe me being real is just what someone else needs.