Admitting my faults helps me to remember that I am not perfect and I am not expected to be. I have no idea why I am ever under the impression that I need to be perfect, flawless, intelligent, witty, doggedly persistent in all of my efforts, and all-around a winning success at absolutely everything I try. When I fail at anything (and that is often) I get this overwhelming sense of embarrassment, my self-confidence plummets, and I spend days interrogating myself on why I made such foolish mistakes. I spend a lot of time in that state of self-questioning and it is a rotten place to be.
So here are some of my faults.
I am horrible at playing games that involve deception and an ability to evaluate other people's motives. I cannot read people at all. Even when I have half the story, I still question and doubt. I then get confused. It will take me a lifetime to come to understand other humans with even the slightest bit of competency.
I am terrible at anything that involves maintaining balance (physical balance). Mountain climbing, hiking on extremely steep trails, walking tightropes, etc. I get dizzy and wobbly. I really wish I had better equilibirium.
Running fast.
I am a turtle. I will never win any races. I may be able to run for a long period of time, but I won't be fast. It's OK. At leat I can endure the time,
Color coordinating my outfits.
Why bother? I just wear black and brown and some purple her and there. It's hard to screw that up.
Cooking anything with more than 4 ingredients.
It's just too difficult to coordinate. I also get impatient while cooking. I just want to eat, dammit!! Give me carrots, frozen veggies, rice from a rice cooker, yogurt, and whole wheat tortillas. I could live forever on just those foods.
Standing up for myself.
I can stand up for those who are weaker than me, but not for myself. I don't feel my needs are so important that I should make a big hullabaloo about them. I prefer peace over contention. I hate arguing. I avoid confrontation at all costs.
So there you have it. Some of my biggest faults, both physical and mental. I guess I'm pretty ordinary are after all.
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