One More About Weirdness
I've pondered narcissism a lot. Mostly from the outside looking in, but I would be lying if I didn't occasionally wonder if my blog - this blog - is, in fact, a form of narcissism. I write almost exclusively about myself - my thoughts, feelings, and experiences - and I put them on the web for anyone to read. Granted my readership is small and I've done little (ok, nothing) to grow it. Still, though, am I out here doing this - as in this , the very thing I'm doing right now - to get attention? To feed some narcissistic need to be noticed, recognized, talked about, seen ? I'm skeptical that there's any credence to the argument at all. More often than not, I prefer to blend into the woodwork, be unseen, drift in and out with little notice. However, my writing..... I do want to be read. If I didn't, I wouldn't post it, have a blog, link it to my social networking accounts. I would write for me and for me alone. And, yet.....I've never done that. Since