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- Aug 18, 2020
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I try to like me more. I try to be more friendly towards myself. But in the end I feel like a fraud.
All I do is accumulating knowledge. Mostly about politics. But often not from scientifical sources.
And I am reflecting on myself and my inner feelings. I think I am better in that.
Like I really like David Foster Wallace. But DFW self-loathed himself extremely. He felt even more as an imposter. But actually do I think I would like myself if I was David Foster Wallace? Probably not. He treated women badly and manipulated them. I think he had pretty dark sides.
Is there anyone who I would like to be and if I was that person, would I actually like myself? I think that's a tough question. Because you need to know these people personally.
Tbh I think about a lot of people. If I would be like them I also would not like myself. I like them as people and I am friends with them. But I still would not like myself if I was them. Maybe because we have different morals and values? But if I have these values and morals, why don't I like myself? I think I don't live up to my standards. That's one point.
Maybe I have a problem with the conditio humane. Maybe I don't like being a human being.
There are some people I look up to. But I don't know enough of them to imagine being in their shoes. I envy the life quality of other people. On the other hand, I think you have to be pretty ignorant about the state of the world, all the injustice and live in your own filter bubble to fade out of what is happening. A little bit of melanchloia, sadness and despair feels indispensable. But aren't these feelings often accompanied by self-hatred and self-doubts? Do I think good human being need them? I always thought how much of looking into the abyss is a necessity for being a good human being. But if you gaze long enough into it, the abyss gazes into you.
I have some good friends. I can only imagine to like myself if I was in the shoes of one or two. Personally, I really like all of them. Without a doubt. They mean extremely much to me. And I think they are extremely good human beings. But if I change the perspective. And I was actually in the shoes of them, look at myself my standards would change. I find that stunning. Because it therapy one says you have to treat yourself like you treat a good friend.
Maybe, I am not the actual problem. Maybe I am not a horrible human being that deserves being despised and self-loathed 24/7. Maybe my perspective and my own standards are the problem? WIth logical reasoning and rationalization I try to get more positive recently. I think there is a negativity bias in my thinking. For me it is important to behave and think rationally. But without a doubt I am catastrophizing and self-loathing me a lot. And I project my own anxieties into others. I feel like others are disgusted by me. Or look down at me for the person I am. I tend to black-white thinking.
I have without a doubt extreme high standards to myself. I can never fulfil my expectations. There are always people who are better in everything. I think I am pretty deep though.
I cannot imagine to love myself. I am not sure if I was loved in a romantic way I could forget the self-hatred a bit. I am not sure. But could I ever be myself, or do I have to hide parts of me?
All I do is accumulating knowledge. Mostly about politics. But often not from scientifical sources.
And I am reflecting on myself and my inner feelings. I think I am better in that.
Like I really like David Foster Wallace. But DFW self-loathed himself extremely. He felt even more as an imposter. But actually do I think I would like myself if I was David Foster Wallace? Probably not. He treated women badly and manipulated them. I think he had pretty dark sides.
Is there anyone who I would like to be and if I was that person, would I actually like myself? I think that's a tough question. Because you need to know these people personally.
Tbh I think about a lot of people. If I would be like them I also would not like myself. I like them as people and I am friends with them. But I still would not like myself if I was them. Maybe because we have different morals and values? But if I have these values and morals, why don't I like myself? I think I don't live up to my standards. That's one point.
Maybe I have a problem with the conditio humane. Maybe I don't like being a human being.
There are some people I look up to. But I don't know enough of them to imagine being in their shoes. I envy the life quality of other people. On the other hand, I think you have to be pretty ignorant about the state of the world, all the injustice and live in your own filter bubble to fade out of what is happening. A little bit of melanchloia, sadness and despair feels indispensable. But aren't these feelings often accompanied by self-hatred and self-doubts? Do I think good human being need them? I always thought how much of looking into the abyss is a necessity for being a good human being. But if you gaze long enough into it, the abyss gazes into you.
I have some good friends. I can only imagine to like myself if I was in the shoes of one or two. Personally, I really like all of them. Without a doubt. They mean extremely much to me. And I think they are extremely good human beings. But if I change the perspective. And I was actually in the shoes of them, look at myself my standards would change. I find that stunning. Because it therapy one says you have to treat yourself like you treat a good friend.
Maybe, I am not the actual problem. Maybe I am not a horrible human being that deserves being despised and self-loathed 24/7. Maybe my perspective and my own standards are the problem? WIth logical reasoning and rationalization I try to get more positive recently. I think there is a negativity bias in my thinking. For me it is important to behave and think rationally. But without a doubt I am catastrophizing and self-loathing me a lot. And I project my own anxieties into others. I feel like others are disgusted by me. Or look down at me for the person I am. I tend to black-white thinking.
I have without a doubt extreme high standards to myself. I can never fulfil my expectations. There are always people who are better in everything. I think I am pretty deep though.
I cannot imagine to love myself. I am not sure if I was loved in a romantic way I could forget the self-hatred a bit. I am not sure. But could I ever be myself, or do I have to hide parts of me?