DullRazer
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Well, considering there are 3 pages of responses to this, and its 4:30 am, and I am tired... I skipped a fair amount of the posts, but I will answer as best I can. quote:
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 suppose to best answer this, I have to give a quick synopsis. My life, up until a few years ago sucked. I was abused as a child, haven't seen my mom in 14 years, neglected, gre up in a poor, white trash family; none of which even graduated high school. So, I was brought up and heard/learned all these statstics; you know the ones Im talking about. How x% of abused children wind up beating their wives, how x% of people from poor families wind up poor, etc. etc. Well, it always infuriated me. I got mad, because people who didn't even KNOW I existed just... 'categorized' me. I was a brilliant youth, relatively. The school offered to promote me to 6th grade while I was still in 3rd, which my parents refused. At any rate... once I got to high school, and became more aware of these statistics, and the importance complete strangers placed on them, the more I was determined to prove them wrong. (That's something about my personality... when someone says I *cant* do something, I have to do it... just to prove them wrong) At any rate...I worked 3 jobs, literally from 5pm till 6 pm, went to school at 7, was captain of the tennis team, popular. I graduated in the top 10% of my class, etc. I went on to college, and am a semester ahead. I say all this because... that was what drove me to better myself. To...transcend the supposed 'limits' that my environment and those around me placed upon me. I am not bitter about my past... but moreso... I feel as if I have something to prove. Everything I do... I do for me, to prove to myself that I *can* do it, and it is just a fortunate by-product that it proves people wrong. As a result... my determination and will to better myself has led me to all sorts of deep soul searching, and consequent 'emotional' growths, and idealogical realizations, further enhancing my overall improvement. So, to more accurately answer the question; the quest is essentially never-ending; because no one can truly become totally HAPPY with themselves, as 'pessimistic' as that sounds. Everyone ALWAYS wants something more, that is something that defines humans beyond that of simple animals. My purpose... I suppose is to prove other people wrong... but, at the same time... to prove to *myself* that I could do it, that I could... somehow transcend my own 'limitations' to become.... something of an uber-mensch (Nietszche concept... wikipedia/look him up if ya wanna know more... way too detailed to get into here). Its only when we loose sight of WHY we are bettering/improving ourselves that we become those 'cogs' Anyway... I know this probably hardly answered the question; and if not- Im sorry. It IS 5:00 a.m.
< Message edited by DullRazer -- 4/11/2007 2:10:29 AM >
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