What is real?

Sometimes I wonder if I may be sleepwalking through life. What if all I have, all I believe in is just a illusion, just an extended rationalization I have led myself to believe so that I can make sense of things? Or worse a result of early but strong beliefs formed in the setting of societal pressures? If all I know so far may possibly be just a creation of my own mind or of others' expectations of me, then what is real?

How I lead my life, what dreams I have, what importance I give to the relationships in it, what rules I adhere by and what the purpose of it all is- what if my understanding of it all is just wrong? What if I was supposed to have different goals, a different perspective, what if I am actually running away from the path I was supposed to take to realize my destiny? What is reality and how does one go about finding it? These are not questions that 20 years of conventional education can help me answer. So I continue to seek.