No doubt. Mistakes and bad decisions happen. I rarely choose to do harm. Even when I have done harm, it was usually an unforeseen product of better intent. I can only assume that others share these sentiments. So it’s easy for me to rationalize the concept that:
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Were I to confront an alternate but identical self, would I feel that I had any reason to deceive and would I be receptive to understanding or even empathy? No and yes, respectively and obviously. Therefore…
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Were I to confront my closest friend, would I feel that they had any reason to deceive and would I be receptive to understanding or even empathy? Again, a no-brainer. No and yes. So…
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Were my closest friend to confront me, should they feel that I had any reason to deceive and should they be receptive to understanding or even empathy?
I know what the answer should be. Self-empathy is tough. I exist in a place of love where I have no reason to deceive because forgiveness is guaranteed and empathy is the norm. But I still resist my own empathy because of learned trauma.
And I just realized that I wasn’t really sharing this for you because my brain went down a thought that you didn’t actually convey. 😆 I suppose this was moreso practice for my own mental health. My therapist is going to be so proud.
This is me and myself about to pat each other on each other’s back at the same time. 🙅 Good job, me!















Lol, DnD types are the test case of outliers. If nothing else, it taught me to never assume someone isn’t a player.
Like, one campaign from an OCD person where even the scents and smells were planned. And then a different campaign where the smells were not. Just a pure dichotomy of human prototypes.