Blend into every room long enough and you forget what color you actually are.

Adapting to the people around you is a useful skill until it runs without supervision. An opinion softened, a taste hidden, a laugh you did not mean, each too small to notice and together enough to blur the outline of a person. The danger is not being disliked, it is losing your own reference point.

Find one room where you say the unedited version, even if it is one friend or a page nobody reads. Notice which settings ask you to change the most, and how you feel afterwards. You need not be the same everywhere, but you should be able to find yourself in there.