Relations and the effects on self

When you hear scientists study social isolation, do you ever hear them comment on how sad the test subject may be? Take the White Room experiment, for example, one man alone in a maddening white room. Already, you know he will end up crazy, but what is he really feeling? 

Our emotions play a key part in the people we mold to be around others. I mean, if you're happy and bright all the time, surely you gain more attention than grouchy, mean people. However, I believe that if there's one thing for certain, we are not our own people. Everyone is built on everyone else. The meaning you have of yourself doesn't truly matter, nobody knows that about you, and nobody knows one's true desire, emotions, and core. Therefore, what they see is the visible shape you take on every day. That shape isn't yours truly. It's the shape you take to fit in. The ones you've seen in your social standards, the ones your life has been defined by the ones you love and care for. All those parts of someone else create what you are whole. 

So, what would happen if that was all taken away from you? The people you love, people around you, friends, family, lovers, even strangers, do they really hold that key part in your being? Yes, they do. And there's no need to test it. Nothing compares more to the pain of losing someone, let alone everyone. Sure, it's not some bullet to the head, but God does it feel like one the more and more you think about it. To take that away is taking away your entire sense of identity. Our identities are all dependent on one another. You'd lose yourself alone. With nobody to rely your image on, not only are you mentally and physically deteriorating, but the very thing filling with deep inside of your very body will naturally be gone, evolving back into a state where nothing, and nobody is known.

I'm not a good writer, but I thought i'd let that out