This is a three stage process that can be further nested. It should be noted that subgroups from this process will most likely not achieve mainstream acceptance on the same time schedule as the primary.
Though in some cases, the aura of respectability that the larger movement is accruing can lend itself to a subgroup and, in fact, accelerate the subgroups acceptance ahead of that of its primary; This is often because the subgroup would have been accepted more quickly by the mainstream culture but for its lack of cohesiveness that the primary allowed.

The most powerful lies are the ones we tell ourselves. The ones that shield us. That say we are unique, so unique that others must comply to our standards. Must accept our choices instead of compromise and consensus.

These lies are seducers, they whisper to us through our flaws, our vulnerabilities. Who doesn’t want to be desired for their uniqueness? But this is false, the moment we allow our Ego to speak as if it were truth we are lost.

If you perceive a flaw or issue in your personality, then you are beholden to exam it. To soften it’s edges and if you find that it impacts your emotional well being, then you must work on it. If you feel you can’t or feel you’re fine then see a therapist, tell them everything. See if where you are is acceptable to you.

It’s a hard thing to know yourself. Harder still to keep reexamining when you perceive yourself to be OK.

Defining language is useful to a subgroup in the beginning stages. It allows them to self define as other without the ambiguity of an explanation. It further allows those outside the subgroup to show support or lobby on behalf of the subgroup to those at a further remove. So it is a useful tool. However, like most truly useful tools, it is dangerous. There is a tendency to use the self definition to elevate to a point of superiority. Either over those outside the subgroup or, if the subgroup is sufficiently large, as it splinters and those groups adopt defining language of its own.

I’m unsure, unsettled.
I’m not sure that this level of openness is something I enjoy. I’ve always hidden pieces of myself away. Kept them away from the people in my life. Moreover, I’ve drawn strength from secrets.

Since people are only privy to the bits that I dole out. I can say that it doesn’t matter what is going down, in this aspect of self, I am ascendant. I have a 160 IQ. I’m a priest. Or other things. Secrets have become my refuge. Splintered right up against a belief in truth.

Maybe it’s insecurity. I often feel like a fraud. Like I’m pulling the wool over the eyes of people I like and/or love. Perhaps at the heart of the problem is this.
While I like people and can accept friendship, I cannot conceive of a person who knowing everything that I am, everything that I have done or desire to do would still want that friendship, that relationship.
I cannot conceive of a person who would want to belong to a club that would have me as a member.

And if they did, why. What horrible secret of their own drives them to my company.
It is a startlingly level of self doubt slinking beneath the surface of my normal confidence that borders on arrogance.

So I tell people that the Winter solstice is a time of mourning.  And since these people generally know that I’m a pagan and that I specifically worship a God of Winter, this puzzles them.  “Isn’t the Winter solstice the beginning of winter?” It is, that is correct. So why am I in mourning,  shouldn’t this be a time of joyous exaltation. Yes and no. At the summer solstice, it is the beginning of Summer, but it also signifies the time at which summer will be at it’s most powerful;  Winter will only gain power from there. So this time, where winter gains power and summer loses power is a time of joy,  at the autumnal equinox Summer and winter is in balance,  from here Winter will only gain more and more ascendance. From the Time of the Winter solstice, while winter is at it’s most powerful,  it’s power is bleeding away.  So Summer Solstice is a time of exaltation as winter gains ascendance in the world; And Winter solstice is a time of mourning,  For from there winter can only fade.