#354: Teardrop
April 20, 2014

It appears to me confessing does little besides two thing. Firstly, an outright demonstration of how courageous a person you are�one that is best met with a favorable response. And second, a desperate cry for acceptance, following an attempt at belittling yourself.

Either ways, neither outcome has ever interested me�the two and any point along the spectrum in between. They are equally selfish, equally pathetic, equally narcissistic. Because what I am afraid of is not public acceptance, it is not what others think of me. What I fear most is what I think of myself. This comes both as a blessing and a curse.

10:30 p.m.

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