This morning when I couldn't sleep I came up with additional crappy aphorisms: (YES!!)
- The art of pointing fingers is a mirror reflecting yourself.
- Self-awareness is the capacity for conscious calibration.
- Love is responsibility without remorse.
- A broken heart is definitive of human Life. If you haven't experienced it, you aren't trying hard enough or giving enough. (Or maybe it's that you have the upper hand in your relationships - and MAYBE you ought to question why that is. Because if you are constantly the one doing the breaking of hearts there is something wrong with you, not the other people. As the saying goes: "The one who loves the least, controls the relationship..." If you didn't get that, let me explain: the fucker who is "less in love" is gonna destroy a poor SOB's enamored heart.)
This one I like but I read it from somewhere else (I think it's cute): "A cupcake without frosting is just a muffin." (I devour muffins and cupcakes alike... non-discriminatory baked goods policy.)
Plus, a douglas adams favorite: 'tis better to be happy than to be right.
It has come to my attention that I have difficulty accepting help from others. I grudgingly accept help from my family, but I refuse to accept help from "other" people (friends, relatives, etc) ...
"Not accepting help" includes things like not accepting car rides from other people because I don't want to be a burden to others... I'd much rather just drive myself when I can (unless it's the one particular person). And anyways, I don't know how people can survive without a personal vehicle to take themselves places. But in the likely event that my car craps out, I would walk, run, hop, skip, ride my bike, take public transit (and I hate southern california's transit system...it is insuffient, inefficient and unreliable). Anything to avoid encumbering someone else's life. (sidenote: when I'm travelling, and I MUST resort to accepting the kindness of another because of unavoidable circumstances, I die of shame but try not to show it.)
In addition, I would rather die than accept money from others. I also dislike receiving other gifts from other people, because I do not want them to feel somehow strained either financially or stripped for time on my account. (Although the odd thing is that I like being the giver of gifts and would become hurt if the gifts were unaccepted.) And guess what? I don't like talking to people because I feel that I am somehow taking away from "precious moments" that they could be spending with someone else or doing something else. And I don't borrow things from people outside the family either, even if it's something like borrowing a cellphone to make a call.
And receiving help from others in the form of emotional and social support... well, it's all shit. I don't do the sisterhood thing. I can't just spill my guts to people. Emotional support is something I truly am ethically opposed to accepting from others.
So those emotional one-on-one "heart-to-heart" talks with girlfriends are so silly to me. In fact, it's a self-serving waste of time. I reveal more on here (which isn't that much really) than I do with actual people in real life. Or maybe it's just that I don't like conversations because, as my old ex-boss described me, I am a mouse. (But if I were a rat, I'd bite her ear off, mike tyson style.)
Yes, I am on the path to full-fledged neurosis. And I'm okay with this because no one is 100% sane. In other words, everyone is fucking crazy and there are just simple variations (greater or lesser degrees on the nutty spectrum). Some are more repressed/suppressed than others. And if anyone should claim they are completely "normal" and within full grasp of sanity belongs to one of these categories: A) in denial, B) ridiculously oblivious, C) retarded, or D) crazier than previously thought possible.
Well, well, a lengthy entry. Sorry. Don't mess with a broke nigga (me).
- The art of pointing fingers is a mirror reflecting yourself.
- Self-awareness is the capacity for conscious calibration.
- Love is responsibility without remorse.
- A broken heart is definitive of human Life. If you haven't experienced it, you aren't trying hard enough or giving enough. (Or maybe it's that you have the upper hand in your relationships - and MAYBE you ought to question why that is. Because if you are constantly the one doing the breaking of hearts there is something wrong with you, not the other people. As the saying goes: "The one who loves the least, controls the relationship..." If you didn't get that, let me explain: the fucker who is "less in love" is gonna destroy a poor SOB's enamored heart.)
This one I like but I read it from somewhere else (I think it's cute): "A cupcake without frosting is just a muffin." (I devour muffins and cupcakes alike... non-discriminatory baked goods policy.)
Plus, a douglas adams favorite: 'tis better to be happy than to be right.
It has come to my attention that I have difficulty accepting help from others. I grudgingly accept help from my family, but I refuse to accept help from "other" people (friends, relatives, etc) ...
"Not accepting help" includes things like not accepting car rides from other people because I don't want to be a burden to others... I'd much rather just drive myself when I can (unless it's the one particular person). And anyways, I don't know how people can survive without a personal vehicle to take themselves places. But in the likely event that my car craps out, I would walk, run, hop, skip, ride my bike, take public transit (and I hate southern california's transit system...it is insuffient, inefficient and unreliable). Anything to avoid encumbering someone else's life. (sidenote: when I'm travelling, and I MUST resort to accepting the kindness of another because of unavoidable circumstances, I die of shame but try not to show it.)
In addition, I would rather die than accept money from others. I also dislike receiving other gifts from other people, because I do not want them to feel somehow strained either financially or stripped for time on my account. (Although the odd thing is that I like being the giver of gifts and would become hurt if the gifts were unaccepted.) And guess what? I don't like talking to people because I feel that I am somehow taking away from "precious moments" that they could be spending with someone else or doing something else. And I don't borrow things from people outside the family either, even if it's something like borrowing a cellphone to make a call.
And receiving help from others in the form of emotional and social support... well, it's all shit. I don't do the sisterhood thing. I can't just spill my guts to people. Emotional support is something I truly am ethically opposed to accepting from others.
So those emotional one-on-one "heart-to-heart" talks with girlfriends are so silly to me. In fact, it's a self-serving waste of time. I reveal more on here (which isn't that much really) than I do with actual people in real life. Or maybe it's just that I don't like conversations because, as my old ex-boss described me, I am a mouse. (But if I were a rat, I'd bite her ear off, mike tyson style.)
Yes, I am on the path to full-fledged neurosis. And I'm okay with this because no one is 100% sane. In other words, everyone is fucking crazy and there are just simple variations (greater or lesser degrees on the nutty spectrum). Some are more repressed/suppressed than others. And if anyone should claim they are completely "normal" and within full grasp of sanity belongs to one of these categories: A) in denial, B) ridiculously oblivious, C) retarded, or D) crazier than previously thought possible.
Well, well, a lengthy entry. Sorry. Don't mess with a broke nigga (me).
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