I've isolated a new phenomenon in myself, folk.
I've realised that I have spent so many years getting pissed and making a goose of myself in front of other people, that I am now almost immune to embarrassment.
I suppose it is many years of waking up and having flashes of recollection of my previous night's antics, knowing full well that the other assembled company will probably recollect perfectly well. But of course by then, it's too late.
After all the years of rationalising, trivialising and simply laughing 'away' my humiliation, I can't help but think that this strange dichotomy contributes to not only the poor esteem that others hold us in, but much more importantly, the dignity and self esteem with which we regard ourselves. This despite all of our attempts to deny.
Most of us don't have to imagine what this slow erosion does to our sense of self worth.
Don't you wish life had a 'Delete' button ?
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