It is funny how I can do my stuff based on what I think others are thinking about me. This is hugely embedded in me.
For example, even in this blog, I dont write as though nobody else is going to read it. But I tend to write as believing that somebody is reading this, and I unconsciously tend to imagine and cautiosly build an image in him for me.
Thats why I am so unlikeable.
BECAUSE I DONT EVEN THINK OF MYSELF. I think of others, but that is in a dysfunctional way, BECAUSE MOST OF MY THOUGHTS ARE DIRECTED TOWARDS KNOWING WHAT OTHERS ARE THINKING ABOUT ME, AND HOW CAN CREATE A PARTICULAR IMAGE HE HAS OF ME.
This is narcissism at its peak.
This blog is not linked from elsewhere on the site. This is a personal diary, where I will write things I wouldnt usually want to tell others. Based on introspection, they are a result of my struggle to cope up with my huge internal problems. For my worldly picture, look at my website and/or my thought blog and/or my commune blog.
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
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