Am I really as kind and sympathetic and patient as is essential to my self-esteem? Or am I just pathologically afraid of conflict?
I have a genuine empathy and desire to help, and yet I also have a pathological need to be liked and a fundamental belief in the futility of argument. Is the path of least resistance I generally adopt with others the result of a heightened awareness of interpersonal dynamics and existential detachment, self-absorbed disdain or simple fear?
I have a genuine empathy and desire to help, and yet I also have a pathological need to be liked and a fundamental belief in the futility of argument. Is the path of least resistance I generally adopt with others the result of a heightened awareness of interpersonal dynamics and existential detachment, self-absorbed disdain or simple fear?
Usually Find It
I had another random realization yesterday: When I was in my 20's, "going out and looking for trouble" meant getting drunk and hooking up with a one-night (or shorter) stand. Now it means trolling the grocery store for a pint of Ben & Jerry's.
Thought for the Day
People are never more dangerous than when they think they have everything figured out.
Thought for the Day
People are never more dangerous than when they think they have everything figured out.
