The Others

I have great difficulty with the "others". The others I'm referring to are just about everyone else on the planet. Much of the difficulty stems from my own feelings of inadequacy. Yeah, I've read some self-help stuff, heard all of the overused cliches etc. I've worked hard over the past twenty years or so just to keep myself afloat. Yet...the roadblocks remain. I relate beautifully to animals. I'm also at my best when someone is sick and needs help. It's the day to day interactions that are the toughest. Where do I end, and where do they begin? It's hard building a self concept. That's why I started writing. I am now a person who writes things. Not necessarily pearls of wisdom....just things. I suspect that some of the others out there can relate to my feelings about the others out there.

I would actually prefer to be an observer of life. I would watch everyone going about their routines and would comment when appropriate. There would be limited interaction on my part. When I started feeling uncomfortable it would be back to the observation deck. Oh, did I not mention the deck? Sorry! Of course, I would have a booth for inclement weather. So I ask you, who needs reality shows....a contradiction in terms if you ask me. Reality is a show. It's right there. Don't pay for cable. Just go somewhere to find a large group of people and watch the dramas unfold. You'll see it all.