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Ialdabaoth -> RE: Not "Feeling Special" at all (9/24/2009 4:12:33 AM)
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ORIGINAL: sirsholly
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I've accomplished great things. I'm just horrible at doing the things that connect accomplishment to recognition. i am confused here. Are you saying that you are pleased with your accomplishments but require praise and glory?
If so...why?
Let me throw a few parables at you.
A man is hired to design a building. He throws everything of himself into it. He spends months making it perfect. When he's done, he proudly shows off his finished masterpiece.
The company he works for says, "that's nice, but we're not going to pay you for it, because we don't like it."
Why should it matter to him whether his employer approves of his work, as long as he's happy with it?
A man walks into town, looking for work and a place to call home. The first person he meets says "We don't want no niggers here." The first shop-owner he meets says, "we don't want no niggers here." It's the same everywhere. As he walks outside from the fifth store, there's a row of men wearing sheets, winding a rope.
Why should he care what they think about him, as long as he knows in his own heart that he's a good man?
A young girl is doing everything she can to make ends meet, for her and her daughter. She loves her child, and while she's poor, she spends every penny she can on making her daughter's life as happy and fulfilled as possible. But her ex-husband hires a lawyer, and CPS gets involved, and everyone says she's letting some man she's never even met molest her daughter.
Why should she care what CPS thinks, as long as she knows she's being a good mother?
A little boy is standing on the playground with a bloody nose. He's just been punched to the ground for the fifth time in a row, but he refuses to tell the bully, "you're right, I'm a cocksucker. I love sucking cock." The schoolyard recess lady has been watching on the whole time, doing nothing. He knows it's useless to go to the principle, because this is a private school and all the bullies' parents are big donors. He knows that after he gets the beating of his life, he's going to be suspended for a day by the principle, and then they'll tell his parents - and his dad will probably break his jaw, he'll be so mad. All he has to do is bow down and grovel before the bully, and the torment stops for at least another hour. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees another kid behind him picking up a metal pipe. The recess lady is still watching, doing nothing. Everyone wants him to break. Once he breaks, the torment will stop.
Why should he care what these people think of him?
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