At that age of 10, I reached the conclusion that I wanted to be a psychologist one day only because I thought I needed to explore more about why people behave the way they do. Little did I know then, that I would not get the answer to my question and that I was digging a grave for myself: a grave that was far from the "normal" world.
I write this blog from the far end of my grave. I see the light at the othr end of it but I am too far below now. Care to see what's in my grave?
I have been like a gypsy since 1998. Moving apartments often, changing roommates frequently, and people coming in and out of my life like I never had imagined. Quite an interesting path to my grave spot. On my way, I have lived and interacted with people who have suffered from histrionic personality disorder, borderline personality disorders, bipolar disorder, narcissistic personality disorder, and many other less interesting conditions.
Boy! These people have taken a toll on me worse than my clients have! With my clients, I talk to them, write notes on them, lock the office and forget about them the moment I step out. With my roommates and friends, they become a permanent fixture in my present world no matter where I go. The question here is..do I somehow stumble upon these people as fate has them lined up for me, or is it that I recognize and seek them out instantly due to my years of experience in this field of insanity? In other words, do I by chance, meet all the abnormal people in the world as a way to increase my tolerance or am I living in an abnormal world which is perhaps the very criteria for "normalcy"? If the latter is true, it would mean that the normal people through the lens of a psychologist are actually the abnormal ones in this world!
It is a question that I may ponder over for years only to find myself farther into my grave. The grave has been dug and I will rot in here. Now there is no looking back. Unless, I become schizophrenic! Then...I will truly be in a normal world!
PS: For those of you who identify yourself as suffering from any of the disorders listed above, you may have some hope if you seek professional help...but please dont come to me for it! For those who don't, you may be suffering from denial. Also, NO! This blog was NOT written keeping you in mind. If you think so, you suffer from paranoia. By the way, I am known to suffer from Dissociative Identity Disorder. So there is no guarantee about who wrote this blog at this time.
Thank you and stay sane!
Just My Thing
17 years ago