@astoofyfloof@dostoevesque to validate (and reinforce) their barriers to empathy. the way you asked this was perfect, too. they do need this narrative, genuinely, because to empathize with this opens a big can of worms to empathize with literally anyone about anything. and some people just can’t do that.
@bluewmist All the universe came together for you to be at this exact space at this particular moment. What are you going to do with/about/for/in it?
-A frankensteined, condensed, single bite sized reflection of the alchemist for infinite use
the adjectives you use offer no grace or humanity to a person whose humility, contrary to your assertion, tasked him with finding the words to offer the world to be of benefit. clearly, certainly not for his own use. say thank you. don’t spit at hard things that still help you.
there is a particularly thick layer of this that does not sit right with me at all, and my first inclination is to say to you: HOW DARE YOU. above a photo of a man whose rectification of life you wish to reduce to a succinct couple paragraphs and wield in condemnation?
Self hatred is just narcissism wearing a cheap disguise. You think your failures are uniquely catastrophic, your awkwardness is unprecedented, your face is the most embarrassing anyone has ever seen. That is not humility. Humility means thinking about yourself less, not thinking worse of yourself. What you are doing is inverted grandiosity.
It could be said the same about self pity too. It is just narcissism disguised as depth. It feels deep but it is mostly entitlement in a sad mask. You tell yourself you expect nothing, that you are worthless, yet the theatrical despair betrays a quiet demand. You want someone to disagree. You want the universe to finally acknowledge your hidden value.
It is not that your pain is fake. It is that ordinary discomfort feels unbearable when you have no other way to feel special. The daily frictions of life a rude email, a canceled plan, a mild embarrassment are not enough. So you upgrade them to tragedies. You need a storyline with real weight because a storyline with no weight would reveal the terrifying possibility that you are just another person having a normal Tuesday.
That is the deeper narcissism. You would rather be a tragic hero than a nobody. You would rather be broken in a unique and beautiful way than admit that your problems are mostly the same boring problems everyone has. Self hatred becomes the costume you wear to avoid the plain face of ordinary life. And the joke is that ordinary life, with all its small annoyances and small joys, is where actual peace lives. But you cannot get there as long as you need your suffering to be special. The hard truth is that pain is ordinary and no one is coming to certify your suffering as specially tragic.
The real distinction is between wanting to take responsibility and wanting to be the reason. Taking responsibility fixes what you broke and moves on. Wanting to be the reason clings to guilt like a trophy because being the cause means you still matter. That is the trap. Your self hatred is not a moral position. It is just another way of keeping yourself at the center of every story.
but it just doesn’t sound like you’re there. in fact, you sound to be very far from it, and I hope you just make as much of your untroubled life as DFW did with his troubled one. again, on his behalf, you’re welcome for the magic in the words. you rotten judgmental imbecile.
let love in. believe compliments. be vulnerable and soft-hearted. tell people you love that you love them. see beauty in everyday things. live life like you're in a movie. don't be afraid to begin again.