When I was in college, I sought to be as unique as possible. If something was normal, I would do the opposite. If something was socially acceptable, I would scorn it.
Of course, it completely escaped me that I wasn’t really being original, I was simply conforming to a different set of rules.
I find it ironic that once I joined the frum world, which, from the outside, might appear like a society in which being an individual is frowned upon, and where conformity is paramount, that is when I was able to start really learning how to be an individual.
For me, removing the facade of individuality, the outer trappings which I spent so much time on, gave me the freedom to really discover who I was.