You never know who you really are until something very very shitty happens. And then it’s like, “Oh, so this is who I am. Huh.” It’s all in there already but we don’t get a chance to find out in normal circumstances.
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You never know who you really are until something very very shitty happens. And then it’s like, “Oh, so this is who I am. Huh.” It’s all in there already but we don’t get a chance to find out in normal circumstances.
Because people tend to think too well about themselves?
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Or too poorly. 🙂 They might be pleasantly surprised.
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OH MY GOD!!!!!!
I’m a whiny, bitchy, self-aggrandizing narcissist who’s big on self-pity?
(Actually, I already knew that about myself, but still ….)
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I know this feeling exactly. It’s a tough reckoning. I think it’s necessary for emotional intelligence. Doesn’t make it easy.
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