Random thoughts

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What are the things that I hate about myself? Um, that's a difficult one. The question is not that simple. If I start answering it, doesn't it mean I don't love myself completely? Isn't that harmful for me as a person? So, I am rephrasing it for the better.

What are the things or traits that I have that I could change inorder to be a better version of myself? Now, that sounds much better! And clearly doesn't indicate any self-loathing.

1. I am increasingly getting aware of the fact that I can be a very distant person to those whom I love. I am also aware that this tendency is weird, if not strange. The closer I get to a person, the more I am comfortable ignoring the little things that tell them I love them. I am just bad at expressing love. Till I joined college, the thought of hugging people on feeling happy was unthinkable for me. But then, college and new friends happened. And now, I can hug people. (phew!) But I still remain aloof in many other situations.

2. I probably am the worst person to come to when you seek good advice. I realize, I possess none of the skills required in balancing the acts of offering consolation and a practical viable solution. I just can't strike the right balance there, no matter how I try. You either get the practical solution or the consolation. Not both.

3. I am a very bad orator. I suck so bad at conveying things across sometimes.

4. I absolutely suck at flirting. I am slowly coming to terms with the possibility that I may remain single till death.

(From the archives)

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