I realized after compulsively reading my last blog that I’m a bit of an asshole.
To say that I feel like I sense things deeper than others is unequivocally incorrect.
The thing is that….. what the vast majority of people think is important I find completely and absolutely, horrendously banal and trivial. Yet people attach so much drama, emotion and energy into these things. I feel I can’t roll my eyes far enough sometimes. Material possessions, status, power, privilege, wealth, body perfection, popularity, on and on. OMG. I just can’t. Seriously. I can’t. Even other things like education, safety, health I can only within certain parameters give people some modicum of consideration and agreement.
I’m “too ethereal for my own good” I was told by a psychic…… A PSYCHIC!!! If you don’t see the humor in that nothing else I will ever say will be funny to you. I assure you.
This is why I don’t find it easy to talk to people. I suck at small talk and all the bullshit people find interesting or worthy of discussion makes me want to slit my wrists.
It’s judgmental. It’s harsh. Maybe this is why solitude is easy for me. Maybe this explains my introversion.
All I know is…….
I can be kind of an asshole sometimes. Truthfully. I know this about myself and you know what……I’m fine with it. Absolutely fine with it.