as a reminder to myself:
when i tell other people that i'm ugly or stupid or fat or selfish or lazy or whatever, what exactly am i getting at? what's my goal there?
it doesn't matter so much if i believe any of those things (often i do; sometimes i don't) but why i am so insistent that others know that if they are going to try to hurt me, i am already way ahead of them. defense mechanism. a lovely evolutionary tool, hard to get away from.
more on this later, of course. i'm just becoming aware of how i present myself to the world, at the ancient age of 26.
what i love right now: reading the kenyon college website and marveling at all the wonderful things that still happen at my alma mater.
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