EnglishJess wrote:
Here are reasons why I might be:
I still cry
I often try to get people to do what I want to make me happy
I don't like it when someone does something which affects me
I don't like it when plans change
I argue with my parents when I don't get an answer I want
I say no to my sister when she asks me to do something, and I shout when she won't leave me a lone. Same with my brother
Would you say this is normal for someone my age?
I wish I could answer this. I find myself constantly questioning everything I do, and the underlying motive. Do I like giving a gift because I GENUINELY like to make others happy, or do I get off on the self-satisfaction of giving a good gift, and the attention I receive for it?
Am I genuinely wanting to help by holding the door open for someone, or am I bowing to social pressure and convention?
Am I doing something because I WANT to do it, or because I am doing what is expected of me.
It is why the holocaust fascinates me, because I constantly ask myself, "Do I have the courage and conviction of character, to have done what was RIGHT under those circumstances? Or would I have been one of the many who was simply "following orders" Or would I just plead ignorance like millions of Germans did?
I don't know. I waver between wondering if I am a truly good person, and whether I fit the profile of an anti-social personality.
Maybe it's a matter of adding up all the negs, and the positives and seeing what you come up with?
I'm terribly flawed, I've made mistakes, I've hurt people, but at the end of the day I WANT to be better, I DON'T want to make mistakes, I want to be liked, and even loved. I don't want to be an embarrassment. Don't want to be infamous. I don't want to succeed at the expense of others, to be remembered like Steve Jobs was, as a brilliant guy who was pretty much a bastard as a human being.
And at the end of the day, I remind myself that for all my failings (which are many), for all my mistakes and the pains I've caused, when I encounter a bug in my apartment, I don't have it in me to kill it. I have to catch it and let it go outside. That must stand for something, I suppose.