I've been increasingly of the notion that I'm somewhat severely screwed up in the head. It doesn't bother me much. As
galith has put it a number of times, my parents did a great job with my self esteem. I can count the number of times I can recall feeling bad about who I was on the fingers of one hand. Interesting stories, if you want to hear them. Long, though, so ask me in person.
So, I think I'm a bit screwy, and it doesn't bother me. Much, that is. It bothers me a little; my emotions aren't
completely immune to societal expectations. Funny thing is, I don't really know what "screwed up in the head" means. I just know that a lot of people around me believe it, and that's usually a good reason to ponder. Lots of people can all be wrong, but they can be right, too.
Way I figure it, if I'm screwy in the head, well, that's the way I am. In general, I like my head: the way I think, the patterns I see, the communication styles, and the line of my jaw. Okay, the jaw bit isn't really related to what I'm talking about. But if I'm screwed up in the head, I'm okay with that. It's just another way of saying that I don't do what people expect me to do, and that's never really bothered me. The reactions I get bother me, sometimes, but being unpredictable hasn't ever bothered me. Being predictable doesn't generally bother me, either ... I think that's called "trust", in a nutshell. Huh. I'll have to think on that one.
Oh yeah -- the subject line is a joke.
I was talking about this the other night with a friend of mine -- actually, probably my closest friend outside of
ariata, now that
galith is so far away. (This statement left intentionally ambiguous. I love the English language.) So I said to him, "I've been thinking, and I think I'm really screwed up." This was one of those four-in-the-morning, I'm-too-tired-to-watch-what-I'm-saying talks. Those are the best. He told me that I wasn't screwed up, although he could see how people would think so. He says I'm not ruled by my emotions, that I'll feel the same thing everyone else feels, and might even be slightly swayed by those emotions, but they don't determine my decisions -- I'll make the same decision I would have made minus the mind-clouding emotions, unless it was borderline to begin with.
I think that's called sociopath. I'm not sure, really -- it might be that a sociopath doesn't feel it at all, as opposed to feeling it and denying it. Whatever "it" happens to be. Even if sociopath isn't the right word, I can certainly see how people would think me a sociopath. (Noone has admitted to me that they think so, but I figure some people do.)
I also have this urge that people realize that I'm smart. I really want people to know what I'm capable of. Why? Screwed in the head. My friend says it's just wanting recognition for what I am, and that I'm doing nothing special to show it, and that the urge to be recognized for your achievements is perfectly natural, and that it just looks weird because not many people are as smart as I am (although I might argue that). I respect this guys take on things, but I think it's a bit more than that. I'm an arrogant bastard. Sometimes, for a laugh, I'll try to be as arrogant as possible. That usually takes me down a notch or two. But usually I'm just your regular-old full-of-himself junkie who wants to be the center of attention.
For the longest time, I figured that my upbringing was devoid of downsides. I still think that I received a lot more good than bad (my parents were awesome), but one thing I did deal with was a very manipulative mother. She still is, she's just either not as good at it anymore, or so good that she's trying to look clumsy at it, or I'm just more sensitive to it. And boy, am I sensitive to it. Borderline violently sensitive. The violence is within, though, in my head -- it feels like I'm ripping a train of its tracks with sheer force of will. Not pleasant, and it makes me sweat.
Don't get me wrong -- I'm actually glad of this. I'm still pretty easy to manipulate (everyone is), but I'm more aware of when it happens than the average Joe. I really think this helps me, in the long run. I'm also less swayed by emotions (see? it's all connected), because I'm so used to thinking about where they came from and then making my decisions based on that, instead of on my emotions. To put it another way, I was so over-manipulated that the only way for me to function was to dullen my responses to my raw emotions -- raw emotions that aren't dampened themselves, unfortunately, or things would be a lot easier. Just my reactions to them. It's HARD. But I do it, I think because I believe it's easier than not doing it, in the long run.
So, things like my girlfriend demanding that I shower her with attention. I like my girlfriend (or she wouldn't be my girlfriend, yadda yadda), and I want her to be happy, and giving her the attention would make her happy, and my immediate emotional response urges me to do what she asks. But then, I think, where does this urging come from? Well, two major places: the desire for her to be happy, and the fear of losing her. Once I figure that out, it's not too terribly difficult to realize that showering her with attention, too much, just sets up an expectation that I can't maintain, leading to even more unhappiness in the long run, and that showering her with attention, too much, is almost a sure-fire way of losing her, for a variety of reasons. (Bor-ing!) This just begs the question of how much is "too much", and I really don't have an answer for that except "I know it when I feel it".
This is -- as many people have pointed out -- quite manipulative. I see nothing negative about this, as it leads (I believe) to better things not only for me, but for everyone else involved, as well. I can't really argue that I'm not manipulative. I'll argue deceptive, because I really don't think I am, but if you want to call what I do manipulative, then by george it's manipulative. But whatever you call it, what I actually
do is attempt to guide. Kind of like leading in a dance, or steering a friend as you're walking around town, you apply gentle force in the direction you want to go and then release when it becomes apparent they aren't going that way. It's not a shove, and I'm not insisting: it's just a suggestion. It's not like I step up the force when I see resistance. I usually just walk away.
So, I do this a lot, just kinda subconsciously, although I can look back later at how I've behaved and realize what I was doing. Thing is, I often see others doing it. I could name names, but it would be a very long list, which is actually an interesting point in itself. I see the pressure, I feel the pressure, and often, I ignore the pressure. As if it wasn't there. Because I don't want to go where they're pressing, so I don't. Sometimes I point at the pressure and laugh, if it's particularly absurd. Sometimes I push back.
People don't mind when I push back. Well, they
mind, because when I actually decide to push things I push them really far, but they're not scared. It's expected. It fits with the norms. This is how arguments are started, how fights are started, and how tension is resolved (eventually). People mind IMMENSELY when I don't even acknowledge that the pressure is there. Why is that? Further, they don't mind when they think I'm oblivious to it (they just make it more obvious, usually), but mind rather terribly when they think I'm ignoring it. I can't get into people's minds, of course, but it seems to soothe people when they find out I was really just oblivious, and not actively ignoring their leads.
Sociopath. To observers, when I realize what's going on, and then don't do what's expected of "someone who knows what's going on", it's like I don't feel it at all. Realize it, sure, but not "feel" the rightness or wrongness of things. A number of words come to mind: Machiavellian, sociopathic, psychopathic, immoral, amoral (is that worse?), the like.
I'm okay with who I am. Whatever you want to call me is fine, because what you call me doesn't really change who I am, and whatever I did you could call me
something damaging. Truth comes out over time, so I'm not too worried about transient rumors. By and large, the people that know me well really like me, too. Even when I frustrate the hell out of them, as I do fairly often, or they don't approve of my decisions, which happens a lot. Perhaps "like me" isn't what I meant so much as "trust that my heart is in the right place". I think my heart is in the right place, too, but I'm kinda biased, and I think that (perhaps barring
extremely rare exceptions) everyone's heart is in the right place -- just moronically wrong on occasion regarding the effectxs their actions will have on things. I'm moronically wrong like this a lot. Kinda sucks, but each time it happens, I can learn from it.
Ah, see, there's a bit more of why I think I'm screwed in the head. Guilt? I don't feel it.
I. Don't. Feel. Guilt.
What the hell? Why not? I don't know. I know it freaks the shit out of people when they find out, though, which is usually after they try to guilt trip me on something or other and it has no noticeable effect. I know what guilt is; I used to feel it. It's that constricting feeling in your chest, plus a heady feeling, plus remorse over something you believe you're the cause of. This isn't a case of me just calling it by another name; I really don't feel guilty about anything I do. Even the things I regret (and there are plenty of those). I odn't even think it's a case of me suppressing it -- I really just don't even feel twinges of guilt.
Here's what goes on in my head, best I can figure: I do something, thinking it's the best thing (of course I think it's the best thing -- I did it, didn't I?). Stuff happens that I don't like, and I realize (or at least believe) that these things are a result of what I did. I regret the action, and would do it again differently if I could reload a saved game and go through the level again. But no remorse. I did what was the best known option (to me) at the time, and I learned from the results that there were better options. Thinking back, if I had to go though it again, with the same knowledge I had the last time (which means
without the new knowledge I gained from going through it the first time), I'd do the same, stupid thing. I didn't make a bad decision, I made the best decision I could at the time, and I can't bring myself to feel bad about that, no matter what the effects were. Perhaps if the effects were drastic enough I'd feel bad, but I can't see myself making a mistake of such epic proportions.
Naturalistic Fallacy. I've been accused of it numerous times. You know, the one where you think things should be the way they are, because that's the way they are? That's not
quite what the Naturalistic Fallacy is, although it's very close in wording (and perhaps in concept). I really strongly believe that if things are the way they are, then that's the way they should be, because they are the results of the environment being the way it is, which is the result of the environment being the way it was. It's a shame there's a very similar thought with the word "fallacy" attached to it. In short, the Naturalistic Fallacy is the logical fallacy where you believe that things should
continue to be how they are now, because that's the way they are now. That's just silly -- things change all the time, as they should. Of course.
I've been playing with the idea of superrationality. Basically, what that means is that if I reach a conclusion, other people will probably reach the same conclusion, so it makes sense for me to choose the thing that's best if everyone chooses it. It's a pet Hofstadter theory. I think it's bunk, really. But, as I was pondering exactly
why it was bunk, it got me to thinking -- people
do tend to think similarly, and by "think similarly" I mean make decisions using the same type of mental processes. There are large swaths of people who use religion to decide things, and (smaller) large swaths of people who use ethics, a smaller group who is machiavellian, and not many people who use the method I use. Certain minds are just more suited for ethics calculations ("calculations" being a loose term, here), and other minds are more suited to religious dogma calculations, and certain minds are more suited to machiavellian calculations. I do something different, and actually find those methods pretty hard (not to mention error-prone), so I figure my mind is better suited for the types of calculations I make (which are essentially convergence calculations, if anyone can take a gander at what that means). I'm in a decently high strata in terms of IQ, and I do see correlations between intelligence and which swath you happen to be in, and intelligence does become more rare as you get farther away from the average, but that might just be my intense desire to be smart making me lie to myself. In any case, I don't think my mind is suited for using religion, morals, or ethics as a basis for decisions, and I think most minds are unsuited to do the calculations I do. Why? Hell if I know.
This is, of course, all related. I don't feel guilt, I think the world should be exactly as it is, and I'm unpredictable. Exactly how I should be, of course, although there's still room for improvement. Why would I feel guilt if the world is exactly as it should be? Why would I be predictable, if I didn't feel guilt? Why should the world be other than it is, if things can't be otherwise? (They can't, you know -- things are the way they are and the most you can do is change how they'll be in the future.)
All in all, though, I haven't met very many people with similar mindsets. Perhaps two. I discuss philosphy with a lot of people, too, so I think I would have found more if it was at all a common mindset. I've noticed that whenever I bother thinking about how I was thinking three years ago, I figure I was really screwed up. Three years from now, I figure I'll look back at this and think I was screwed up now. So, I think I'm just screwed in the head. Not that I'm gonna do much about it. It works for me. And for God's sake, keep your damn religion away from me -- I don't want it. (I love the English language.)