by Luckyscorpio » Thu Mar 23, 2006 4:42 am
I've used different names at different times.
There was Anna....who was named after my mother. She wasn't nice....or rather, I wasn't nice as her.
There was compassionate *name* who was very public, well known and liked. Inside, I called her "myself." "Myself" was a doer and my representation to the public. I rather liked her. She's very strong, compassionate and driven.
There was "me" who stepped in time to time, when Myself needed reprieve.
I've always been there, watching the show, directing, but too young, feeling too immature to cope. I feel like a spectator, observer and reporter, rather than an active participant in my life. When I get scared, none of me can comfort me unfortunately. I am trying to learn to let go and love my fear, then I won't be scared of it.
I am not very acquinted with all of me, but I have what is called co-conciousness, so thankfully I rarely lose time. Today my BF told me something that really jolted me. He says we did something together that "I" don't remember doing.
I went off track again, didn't I?
I hope I helped.
LS