I know I know. I’m a pessimistic downer. I have no faith in humanity. I just like to be on the other side of every argument to stir up controversy and watch the world burn around us.Continue reading
What makes you you?
Why are you the way you are?
If your friends had to pick 5 adjectives to describe you (single words that would encompass who you are or a single aspect of who you are), where would those adjectives have originated? Who came up with them? Did you decide that’s who you are or did your friends use that word to descibe you often and it just stuck with you?
I ask because of this:
Once upon a time, in the land of my dining room, my roommate was talking to a friend of ours. She was saying that the friend said I was “anal” and “scary”. Two awesome adjectives you always want to hear from other people when they are describing you… then again I can think of a few others I would rather hear…
Anyway, she denied saying that I was “scary” but admitted to saying I was “anal.” I love my friends.
Not only is this inappropriate conversation, especially when the person you are talking about is right there in the room, but it’s just rude, and mean, and they are stupid poopy pants.
I was thinking, though… when I was in grade school many kids noted that I was a perfectionist. Particulary when it came to arts and crafts. To this day I will do things in a specific way and insist on dealing with every last detail. Is this a natural part of me? Or did the positive feedback I was getting in grade school (when I would act such a way) cause me to continue to act that way, and about more than just arts and crafts?
Let’s say that the kids in my class made fun of me for being a perfectionist. Is it possible that I would have came to loath such a quality? If this is the case, I would have began to brush things off, do things half-assed, and probably would became a laid back person. I would do things to get it done, instead of doing it to do it correctly. Or at the least, I wouldn’t have put more effort than was needed to get it done well. I would have turned out the exact opposite of who I am now. Or would I?
Do you think I would have became a different person? Perhaps I would have tried my hardest to be laid back but it might not work. If my “perfectionism” or “attention to detail” is a natural quality of mine, then there is nothing I can do to rid myself of it. Sure, I could suppress it, but it would still be there, slowly sneaking out until I eventually give in and let it become part of me again.
So my big question today is: Who decided who you are? I’m not talking about the whole career thing, where your parents decided you are going to be a doctor. I’m talking about the real you; the inner you; the you inside you. I’m talking about your personality. Who decided you are a perfectionist; soft spoken; shy; outlandish; fun loving; a thrill seeker; an outcast; a biker kid; a slacker?
Who made you you?
P.S. – this is an article I wrote years ago on another platform. When I moved to WordPress I imported them all over. Now, I’ve decided to repost the ones I like, and believe to still be relevant. Enjoy.
When you’re arguing with someone:
Are you trying to say that they are wrong?
Are you just trying to say that you are right?
If you’re trying to say they are wrong, then you must provide evidence. You have to prove they are wrong. You need to know why they are wrong, and be able to convey those reasons to them, or others.
You’re just trying to say that you are right. You don’t care about reasons and logic. It doesn’t matter what the other person says, what happened, who did it, or why. You just want to be right, and that means something about the other person’s side has to be wrong. And that’s the thing you latch on to. Because if you can get the person to admit they are wrong about that one thing, then technically you are right. And you win.
But is that how you want to win?
P.S. – short one today. Point made, I think.
I had a dentist appointment today. Pretty routine. A usual cleaning. Nothing big. No deal. Much norm.
Except I don’t like going to the dentist. I don’t like getting my teeth scraped. I’ve had a lot of fillings over the years. I have anxieties and fears of teeth falling out, breaking off, shattering into a million pieces…
Last night I had a dream. It was quite powerful. Just to give you a preview so you can follow along better, the theme of my dream was basically:
We started this to help people. To give them a place to go. A place where they can be understood.Continue reading
Well… I didn’t actually lose $30 dollars. I know exactly where it went. Into the pockets of a Chinese scam artist!
But first, a prologue.
Years ago – I mean years ago – I became intrigued by all the internet ads promising free iPods or laptops. In my mind there were two thoughts on the matter:
A while back I came up with an idea. It was an idea for a company that sold technology that made sense. You no doubt have a piece of technology in your house (whether it’s a keyboard, a washing machine, or a toaster) that would just make more sense if it did “THIS” or it did this in “THAT WAY”… My company would produce logical technologies. I’d call it: Logitech…