Darker Side Of Me.
Aug. 30th, 2004 08:57 pmHere there be angst.
There's a side of myself that I really don't like. Something like the sum total of all my flaws; something which, now and again, I see with harsh clarity, but I don't let on to anyone else. I don't like admitting my flaws; maybe if i don't acknowledge them, they won't have such a hold over me. I fear that every time I acknowledge that side of me, it gains a little bit of strength.
I like the man that most people seem to think I am. I like the man I try to be. I try to be considerate, honest, loyal, respectful. But I also get angry, and depressed. I think I can be really spiteful, and petty; internally if not externally -- I dwell on dark thoughts and nurse slights. I don't hold grudges very much, but it's in my nature to smolder, and some black marks aren't really wiped away even in time -- note my lingering distaste for Trevor. I really don't know how much he deserves the ire I hold against him.
I can place blame for my darker side here and there, on things or events that showed me things I didn't want to know, but in the end I'm still the one who trades credit for porn. I think that's arguably the most offensive mark; it flies in the face of so much that I strive for. Instead of seeing people as people, it's using them to derive vulgar and fleeting pleasure, without even a thought for even what their name might be. *disgusted*
I've been in a bad mood today, and I think this has something to do with it. There's no where I can really go with this -- I tried to make a Security Group to vent this, and couldn't show this side to most people: (1)I couldn't make myself ruin their opinion of me with this, or (2)I didn't trust them enough with this. I'm not even sure what is says that you're on this list -- two guys I hardly know but respect, two guys I trust intellectually, a girl I've known longer than most anyone aside family, and another girl who I arguably shouldn't get along with but I seem to anyways. Or something. I don't know.
this post hasn't conveyed what I wanted it to. I don't like who I am sometimes, but I can't take the fight anywhere, partly because I can't or won't show others, and partly because the more attention it gets, the stronger it grows.
Or something.
There's a side of myself that I really don't like. Something like the sum total of all my flaws; something which, now and again, I see with harsh clarity, but I don't let on to anyone else. I don't like admitting my flaws; maybe if i don't acknowledge them, they won't have such a hold over me. I fear that every time I acknowledge that side of me, it gains a little bit of strength.
I like the man that most people seem to think I am. I like the man I try to be. I try to be considerate, honest, loyal, respectful. But I also get angry, and depressed. I think I can be really spiteful, and petty; internally if not externally -- I dwell on dark thoughts and nurse slights. I don't hold grudges very much, but it's in my nature to smolder, and some black marks aren't really wiped away even in time -- note my lingering distaste for Trevor. I really don't know how much he deserves the ire I hold against him.
I can place blame for my darker side here and there, on things or events that showed me things I didn't want to know, but in the end I'm still the one who trades credit for porn. I think that's arguably the most offensive mark; it flies in the face of so much that I strive for. Instead of seeing people as people, it's using them to derive vulgar and fleeting pleasure, without even a thought for even what their name might be. *disgusted*
I've been in a bad mood today, and I think this has something to do with it. There's no where I can really go with this -- I tried to make a Security Group to vent this, and couldn't show this side to most people: (1)I couldn't make myself ruin their opinion of me with this, or (2)I didn't trust them enough with this. I'm not even sure what is says that you're on this list -- two guys I hardly know but respect, two guys I trust intellectually, a girl I've known longer than most anyone aside family, and another girl who I arguably shouldn't get along with but I seem to anyways. Or something. I don't know.
this post hasn't conveyed what I wanted it to. I don't like who I am sometimes, but I can't take the fight anywhere, partly because I can't or won't show others, and partly because the more attention it gets, the stronger it grows.
Or something.