Tuesday, January 8, 2013
The Agony Of Being Other People
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I keep wondering, how many people do you need to be, before you can become yourself.
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12 comments:
how many people do you need to love, before you learn to love yourself?
wow!!!! touching..I guess...if you be just one and true to yourself..just one, its good enough!!!
Good luck!!!
I don't know who I am, though.
Where do I find me?
(I need help)
beautiful thoughts .. both the post and the comment ..
But i feel we love our self more once some one else shows the worth ...
Do you ever wonder why do I have the urge to be other people? Do you ever wonder how far I've been lost inside the forrest of unanswered questions? Do you ever wonder how long?
When you cut off all of the people you've tried to be. And realized which one is you.
Lovely post.
None of us really change over time. We only become more fully who we already are.
- Anne Rice, Memnoch the Devil
This is true. I say as many as it takes before you realize the truth you were blind to.
When you could be with anyone, being with only one is more than being with everyone.
(Think about this ;-)
Learning to love oneself is the worst. Without knowing we might be sabotaging our own life.
I love you, i know YOU..NOBODY ELSE, ME,
I guess you guys didn't understand... by "How many people do I need to be to become myself" I think he meant that he doesn't know who he is, and he won't find out, he is lost. We are always ourselves, but if you don't recognize yourself as 'yourself', you feel like someone else.
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