Indeed. I still remember having that “shower moment” as a teenager. ’bout 14 or so, extra long shower. I dropped the soap (no fear ’cause I was alone) stood up and was like, “Woah, the thing you hate most in other people is the very thing you hate the most about yourself!” – and in the middle of standing there in my woah moment, rubbed my eyes, got soap in them. That shit hurts.