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msssMaybe there are two people living inside my head. But that would be too easy. It'd make all this someone else's fault, someone else's problem. Truth is, it's mine. The way I see myself, my world-view, my emotions, my reactions. But I just don't know what to do with it.
I'm a beautiful, intelligent, young woman. I have all the options I could imagine wanting. I can pretty much choose to work wherever I want. I can choose whether I want to work a lot or a little. I have enough money to do the things I want to do. I love learning things. I find delight in so many ridiculous little things. I have admirers. I have friends. I have all the glory and prestige and approval I could wish for.
I should be happy.
I'm arrogant, easily bored, and emotionally brittle. Superficial. Tactless. Hidden behind barriers because I don't believe that there exists a person who will not hurt me. Troublemaker. Stirrer. Manipulative. Heartless. Hysterical overreactions. Paranoid. Empty.
Which is me?
I'm a beautiful, intelligent, young woman. I have all the options I could imagine wanting. I can pretty much choose to work wherever I want. I can choose whether I want to work a lot or a little. I have enough money to do the things I want to do. I love learning things. I find delight in so many ridiculous little things. I have admirers. I have friends. I have all the glory and prestige and approval I could wish for.
I should be happy.
I'm arrogant, easily bored, and emotionally brittle. Superficial. Tactless. Hidden behind barriers because I don't believe that there exists a person who will not hurt me. Troublemaker. Stirrer. Manipulative. Heartless. Hysterical overreactions. Paranoid. Empty.
Which is me?
