Nothing....?What do you see in yourself?
What makes one drive 'truer' than another?What truly drives you?
Survival of the most fit.What makes you interested to see another day?
Well it depends on who sees something as unjust since injustice is subjective. If I saw something as unjust I'd do something but if someone else saw something as unjust and I didn't well, nothing would get done.How truly content are you to let injustice happen?
Uhm. Extreme anything probably isn't good, that's why we have personality disorders like bipolar- to recognize that extreme ups and downs aren't good things.Is extreme guilt a virtue or a problem?
So,
I look into this constant guilt that I feel, this nagging that I am never good enough, that I am never adequate for others. Sometimes it drives me to constantly evolve myself, sometimes it fills me with despair. Either way, I am never content to simply "be."
Some say this is inner torment, some say it is inner drive. It is not a passion of mine, I do not feel great pleasure in it, I feel like I must do it to overcome my flaws.
When I think about it, I really don't know if I have passions, I have desires to be close with people, but I don't know if I truly have a passion.
It seems like my whole life is built around gaining acceptance and assisting others, and when I try to look at myself, there is nothing there. When I try to focus on doing something for myself, I either lose interest or it is a way of escaping reality.
People tell me to be myself, I AM being myself. Being a pushover and too nice is who I am. Being that awkward, quiet person that no one has a freaking clue about is who I am. It is how life has shaped me. So do I "fix" it by going to a therapist, or do I stay true to "who I am?" Just because my interests and preferences are different from others, does that make me broken? I suppose to the objective viewer, it is no different from a serial killer in that I just have a different outlook from most people, however, I do not bring harm to others.
That does not mean be "nice".
It means decide what you feel is acceptable to you and be that.
I think when I honestly do not care what other think, I am content, not necessarily content to let the world pass me by, but content with myself.
Not caring what others think of you is a vast and complex subject.
Superficially: when you hear someone say they don't care, it is an indicator that they do.
I have been working away at this for years.
Only just the other day, I realized, with a jolt, that I had finally arrived.
And that - in my view - is mental health condensed.
Well you did tell me that you didn't care that I was projecting my own shortcomings onto you. Think I'd forgotten?? And your passive aggressive venom is a pretty strong indicator you haven't "arrived" at such aforementioned place. Squawk.