I am a philosophy major,
my childhood was not perfect but I was also encouraged and praised to only respect those who respect me.
The brat inside me comes out, especially on a night out, sometimes she thinks she should absolutely only ever get exactly what she wants when she wants it.
Not sure I mentioned this yet, but as a philosophy major… my experience in rooms with small groups of people who debate each other about who is right and intellectually superior… well it can become quite evident when I am compelled to prove a point.
By no means am I perfect, I do get pretty close though.
The validation that fuels me… I feed to myself daily.
As a versatile experiencer… very few things throw me off…
I will express my distaste or my delight or my willful desire to say something.
Still, I can get quite existential about it all,
this is like my double edge sword because not many people love a deconstructionist approach to mundane drama.
I like… love to unpack my thoughts.
Often I think my perspective is unique and valuable and highly relevant…
this becomes evident when I let it.
The point I make here, I talk and theorize about everything.
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