Alright I’ll admit that last exchange was kind of messed up. Saying I wasn’t a douche. While admitting openly that I was a narcissist. Your example is pretty shit-poor though. You can’t compare guys like me to “The Situation”. Well, because, The Situation does what everyother DOUCHEBAG does. He ACTS like a douchebag. I am self-absorbed, but I DO NOT ACT self absorbed. I act just the opposite as a matter of fact. I will admit, that either way you look at it, it’s a sin to think it, as well as act it. So okay, I will admit I am pretty much a douchebag.
And to answer your question “Who the fuck do I think I am?”
Well, I guess I’m still in the building stage so I’ll at least let you know when I get all the douchebag cleaned out. I won’t defend my poor character or his ways when I say this, but I will say, Being a human being…it’s sort of hard for ANYBODY to not feel a little narssissistic sometimes. But unlike some people, I don’t throw it around the room with gusto.
I go through phases, I feel self-absorbed, I feel like shit, I feel good, I feel worthless.
Well it’s good that you can admit that but you need to find a balance. Everyone’s got their own shit, it just shows up in different forms. And though your profile says your 31 I’m pretty sure you mentioned somewhere that you’re 18 or something, which I REALLY hope is true, as you will have more time during a pretty crucial phase in your life to develop. If you are 31, go with thebodyguard’s advice and seek some therapy… NOW. If not, chin up, start lifting again, and start being selfish in a productive way(take care of yourself and let everybody else do their own thing).
No I just turned 19. Got a job offer today. The guy said to be at his house for work tomorrow morning so I’m off to bed. It’s a pretty good job seems like. And the work is right up my alley. But no I won’t say to fuck off. The advice is good. I just need to get my head straight. Thanks. Im off to bed.
Side-note: I DO love (always have) the feeling I get right before I’m on a new job site. It’s that scared/flighty feeling you get in your stomach. You don’t know what to expect. What kind of work it will be, who you will be working for (what he’s like). So I’m pumped the fuck up. The pay is good I know that. I’m always exited to hit a new job. Long hours, get thirsty. Get tired. Fuck let’s go. PUMPED.