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So how well do you know yourself?

Can you believe that my answer to that question almost got me fired!

I replied "I know myself well enough to survive." I admit, that that is about how much I know myself. I know where I am weak and I know where I am strong, I know what makes me happy and sad, what makes me angry, I know where I am going and what I want. I could go on for hours about how well I know myself, but at the same time I don't want to. So my answer is; "I know myself well enough to survive."

Would it have been better if I had gone into an hour long mono-log on my life? Would you rather that I fight with the good doctor till one comes out the victor? I am the victor! For I say that every man is a psychologist, and those that study the field are they that are misled.

Wouldn't it have been better to ask me; "how are your diplomacy skills"? Or one could have simply asked; "How well do you get along with others"? Those questions are viable, answerable, and manageable. Is anyone ready or willing to discuss how well they they know themselves. And any answer that they give, would it truly be honest and free of self delusion? We are told that we look into a mirror and we see what we want. We are also told that we look into a mirror and see ourselves, but as soon as we step away from the mirror we conjure up an image of ourselves the way we would have ourselves be. Both statements state that we know of ourselves what we want to know of ourselves. In other words, we don't know ourselves at all, we deceive ourselves into seeing what we want to see.

Isn't this typical?

In the end, I see a psychologist as someone who is lost and has problems with themselves (issues). Because of this they see (through transference) their problems in other people, so to them we all have their problem. They also, by trying to fix other peoples problems think they will find the solutions to their own problems. Their failing is that the issues, problems, inanities that they feel are natural, normal, and a part of them that they have to deal with on their own. they need to learn to let go and live life - tackle responsibilities. But instead they are to busy looking to excuses and the easy way out for themselves, all the while putting their patients through hell. They knock them down and beat them up. They help you dig a hole and then throw you in to find your own way out - if you take their way out, you will become dependent on them for a very long time.

All in all, in the end, we are poked, prodded,and then finally fondled. What else could be said, but 'turn your head and cough.'


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