Comments | emphasizethe2: Wrestling with my stupidity

emphasizethe2

Wrestling with my stupidity

Jan 08, 2004 09:26

I'm not stupid. Well, not most of the time. But every once in awhile, I take the cake when it comes to stupidity. I look stupid all the time; mostly because I don't think before I speak. If I did, it would save me a lot of embarrassment. If I stopped talking just for a moment, maybe I could cure myself of my stupidity ( Read more... )

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My Two Cents, for what it's worth... chalavienne January 8 2004, 13:28:28 UTC

Everyone wants to be the best at something, not just Sagittarii (or whatever the plural would be :P). And assuming...that's a problem of mine too, but if you're going to be cautious about that, beware: do not go the opposite route of being so terrified of being wrong that you don't say anything. You've told me I'm shy; yes, and it springs from my fear of social humiliation (you're not the only socially inept one chica, and believe me I'm ten times worse). And as for mulling over stupid things done...doesn't everybody, when they mess up? I know for certain I do - I still cringe at the thought of something stupid I did or said a few months ago. So I'm in no position to give advice, but I will say this: I love you for who you are, Erica...and despite the stupid mistakes we all make, life does go on.

jainvieve January 12 2004, 12:02:16 UTC

I love you Erica! You're not stupid. We all just screw up, and... yeah. I think I was about to say something life changing, but... I forgot. Oh well. Life goes on. Even after mistakes. Especially after mistakes. Because after mistakes, life just gets better. When you're feeling rock bottom, at least it can't get any worse. And don't even get me started on stupid. You want stupid, be me. SOOOOOO many stupid things I've done, so many. At times, when I actually do a self-reflection, I think about how I've changed. What I've changed, about myself. The shields, shells, exterior masks - until I don't even know who I am any more. I even forget what I was like, before - well, I don't know when. I'm a different person with everyone I meet - everyone I talk to. I have about 10 different opinions about one thing - where I stand depends on who I'm talking to. I mean really - who the hell am I? Am I better now - maybe it was a good change. Maybe one of my many faces is actually me - but I don't know. How am I supposed to know? Oh wow - this is ( ... )