The Real You

Back in the middle of the last century when TV was the size of a
an ordinary microwave oven and the screen the size of the door,
Sid Ceasar's "Show of Shows" was the big event every Saturday night. His zany, "gonzo" humor was unique.
One of his ongoing skits was the world as seen through the eyes of a toddler:
they'd get the video camera on a boom and drop it down until it was about a foot from the floor and then view the set from that perspective. The world was big shoes, pants legs, skirt hems and kittens the size of horses. This was "the world" as seen through the eyes of a two year old.

In Buddhism, we learn that "reality", is what we perceive it to be and your reality is probably different from mine even when we are looking at the same person, place or thing. How we perceive things determines how we think about them. If I see you as a beautiful, sympathetic individual. You are that but someone else might see you as a mean spirted, awkward child. You, on the other hand probably don't see yourself in either of these two ways but as someone completely different.
Which is really you? For that matter is there such a thing as the real you at all?