- A mind that is often too cunning for my own good. I can justify any bad decisions I make to myself, and usually can persuade others to not only see it from that perspective, but to embrace these bad decisions as good ones. Due to this, I often confuse myself into a state of denial, which makes bad habits hard to break.
- Incredibly egotistical and proud yet filled without enough self doubt and loathing to make for a nauseating ride through flip-flop days of radiant light and kind actions or thick black smoke and a bitter tongue.
- Judgemental and insecure. Sometimes judgemental because I am insecure. Sometimes insecure because I am so judemental. Through my eyes, everything - every person and moment, are compared to another of the highest standard I'd encountered before the time. I find little pleasure out of anything which is second rate. I also am seldom happy with my own person for these reasons.
- Materialistic. I feel entitled and as though there is a gaping hole I need to fill for all the years of growing up in a household funded only by a single mother working for minimum wage. I am hoping this is just a phase. Though at present I still try and cure it by spending any money I can get my hands on. It leaves me feeling pretty rubbish as a person and I'm quite sure my monthly donation to animal welfare organisations isn't enough to justify the greed.
- Obsessive and nostalgic. Things that have caused me great levels of pain in the past are often reflected upon as important and warm, only because they are familiar. I can't hold a grudge for the life of me and in some cases I think it would be a helpful trait in learning from past mistakes. This is to do with people, habits and attitudes.
- Unable to empathise. This is a strange one - I could lose my shit at the drop of a hat over any animal or natural environment in suffering or even in jeopardy of suffering. I become over analytical of the way human's speak and their body language when telling me of a remarkable hurt or joy they are experiencing. I am always suspicious. It is entirely illogical, but because of this, a big part of me always believes that these people are only saying anything 'emotional' to fill conversation; that they are not actually feeling anything or perhaps that they are just looking for a certain reaction from me. 9/10 times, I will respond in a way that makes me feel like a very good actor, but a very rubbish person. I hope too, that this is a phase bought on by my lengthy years of developing a wall between my brain and my own feelings.
- Not following through with things. Reaching for a conclusion to anything before even attempting the journey. I am good at beginnings and I am good at endings - neither are difficult and mostly I can skip between new ones on my own. Journeys involve team work, building relationships, trust, becoming vulnerable, and slow hours. Beginnings and endings are exhilarating, unknown and spontaneous.
- Half finishing books and then telling people that I have read that book.
- Finishing everything on my plate no matter how big that god damn plate is.
- Taking my partner for granted, though I am sure it is almost impossible to appreciate the amount of wonderful-ness he offers me.
Saturday, 13 December 2014
Flaws & Symptoms
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