Monday, November 02, 2009

Let's see if I can encapsulate this in a nutshell....

Yesterday, I chanced upon an inspiring book(more like a booklet actually) summarising the elements required for success, happiness and self-actualised fulfilment.

Unfortunately, well near the top of that list was 'The ability to make friends/reach out to/communicate with others'.

My heart sank a little when I read this, but as I kept reading, I steeled myself with the resolve to go for it.

True, I don't have many opportunities to interact with people apart from a popular electronic webpage(which I shall refer to as 'F').

Frankly, I'm not that interested in people per se.If you were to ask me to list ten things that I'm most interested in, 'other people' won't make it into that list, not by a long shot!

I surmise that this disinclination is due to my parents showing little personal interest in me when I was just months out of the womb, and throughout my formative years.

Thus I would like to propose a saying(if it hasn't been coined already): The child is a mirror of his parents' attitude towards it.Something like 'a chip of the old block'.

This also(I think) explains my total disinclination to starting a family, as I know in my heart that I'll do a shoddy job of raising a child, and probably be a photocopier of another version of me.


Why am I so 'abnormal'(although I fancy myself extraordinary), as I opened myself to the possibility of being in my last post?

Because for most normal people, if one parent is a jerk(being aloof, given to alcoholism, abusive etc), they usually have the other parent to run to and seek solace in.

For my case, both parents had been equally aloof and verbally denigrating, so the only person I could seek solace in was me. And hence my introvertedness.

It's a knee-jerk reaction: I just can't help being like this simply because it was programmed into my brain and psyche by my childhood experiences.

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