Mustardseed
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Joined: 5/27/2006 From: Seattle, WA Status: offline
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ORIGINAL: littlesarbonn When do you stop trying to better yourself? By the same token, when does bettering yourself to make yourself a better person for someone else stop being for that reason and end up being a personal satisfaction goal for oneself? And for those who do set off on a journey to better oneself, what continues to motivate you, and is there really a purpose behind doing it, or are we all just Platonic cogs in the wheel pushing forth some self-satisfaction process that really caters only to a continuous process that doesn't get us anywhere but back to the beginning where we ask Socratic questions of ourselves? I think that I'd start out with a template based around the sort of person I want to be, who I strive to be, who I hope to see myself as in ... however many years. How do I picture myself? If getting degrees would get me into the sort of job that would help me as a complete person -- including a useful contributor to my idealized D/S household -- then it's off to school for me. If I'd always fancied myself the butler type, then I have a great deal of reading and practicing to do ... possibly with several hospitality classes. Have I pictured myself pleasing a partner with original music, or at least performing already established material? Some other art? Do I see myself as a potential sexual dynamo? Or do I see my future self really getting involved in the local kink, sex positive and/or leather community? Doing what? Would I have to take classes to be of such use? Basically, I'd be looking at my goals for the me I've been fantasizing about being, and working towards becoming that woman. I have noticed that working towards being the sort of person I want to be makes me about 10 times more attractive that I am when I'm not working on myself. There's something about that focus, that genuine drive, that gets one noticed. Then a relationship starts and I end up putting off the stuff I was doing to make time for said relationship. Poor me. Later, when things cool down a little or when / if the relationship ends, I take stock again. Has my image of my future self changed at all? If so, how? Okay, where did I leave off, and is it worth my while to pick up from there? Whatever the answer, I start my learning again -- what I'm passionate about, what I can really get into. If twue wuv doesn't find me, that's okay -- I'll likely be too busy to notice anyway unless it clubs me upside the head. quote:
I'm curious at any responses. My stuffed animals are really concerned about me. I think they think I'm somewhat nuts. You scared Mr. Fou-Fou?
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