ChaseThisLight
December 28th, 2011, 06:40 PM
It's ironic; life.
I write this, in my bed, in the home occupied by my loving family, after just finishing up on the phone to my gorgeous girlfriend.
I should be happy. I have all of the support that anyone could ever hope for, brilliant future prospects and genuine intellect.
But I'm never happy.
Why is it rational for me to want to spill my heart out to people who I will never meet?
A big shout out to the pedophiles lurking! NAMBLA FTW (sarcasm)
You right now reading this, could be anyone in the world, anywhere.
Max Waber, a sociologist, happened to define rationality as many many different things during his study. (he's the dogs bollocks BTW)
My favorite of his definitions sees rationality as something which we do because it is perceived to be correct, because an institution (formal or informal) said it was.
So does that mean I want to vent online, because I know people who feel the way I do, get their troubles off their chest in this manor?
Possibly, if someone says it helps, chances are one will try it.
Or do I want to vent online because I don't want people close to me to think I'm fucked up?
Yes.
Social acceptance is everything. I don't want to let my close ones know that I beat my self to a pulp most nights, because that's not normal.
We all crave normality, venting online allows us to mask our "dark passenger" to quote Dexter.
But all of this makes it worse.
I'm too scared to talk to the people who can actually help me make a difference in my life, because I don't want them to know the other me.
"Everybody lies" Dr Gregory House
I write this, in my bed, in the home occupied by my loving family, after just finishing up on the phone to my gorgeous girlfriend.
I should be happy. I have all of the support that anyone could ever hope for, brilliant future prospects and genuine intellect.
But I'm never happy.
Why is it rational for me to want to spill my heart out to people who I will never meet?
A big shout out to the pedophiles lurking! NAMBLA FTW (sarcasm)
You right now reading this, could be anyone in the world, anywhere.
Max Waber, a sociologist, happened to define rationality as many many different things during his study. (he's the dogs bollocks BTW)
My favorite of his definitions sees rationality as something which we do because it is perceived to be correct, because an institution (formal or informal) said it was.
So does that mean I want to vent online, because I know people who feel the way I do, get their troubles off their chest in this manor?
Possibly, if someone says it helps, chances are one will try it.
Or do I want to vent online because I don't want people close to me to think I'm fucked up?
Yes.
Social acceptance is everything. I don't want to let my close ones know that I beat my self to a pulp most nights, because that's not normal.
We all crave normality, venting online allows us to mask our "dark passenger" to quote Dexter.
But all of this makes it worse.
I'm too scared to talk to the people who can actually help me make a difference in my life, because I don't want them to know the other me.
"Everybody lies" Dr Gregory House