My brain is potentially walking towards its death bed.
I was asked today if this job was motivating me want to enter the fashion industry. I responded (almost too quickly) with the shake of my head, no, with the words, “Absolutely not”. Good thing I’m not even close to majoring in Fashion Marketing. They already know I hate speaking on the phone.
On the flip side, I don’t believe that persons with such “low self esteem” should broadcast just how low they feel their self esteem is for the reaction, when in reality, I’ve never met anyone so full of themselves: your favorite topic is yourself.
You do realize what you look like, right?
Yes, there are those individuals who truly do have low self esteem, and do talk about it as a sense of getting the words down - a personal journal. Writing it out, no matter what form, is therapeutic. THIS I understand.
What I can not, and will never be able to understand is when people search for an audience - when they pry on those actually suffering and attempt to “one-up” them, when it truly does not exist.
Sure, I can see the need for attention, and I can see where posting personal entries about cutting themselves, or starving themselves may SEEM “like the cool thing to do”… but in reality: they are their own self pity. Broadcasting it, seeking the attention of strangers NOT as support figures, but instead, a following - sick. It is absolutely unfair to those who are actually suffering through a mental illness, hoping to find support, perhaps even comfort, in someone who they think may be going through the same downward spiral. Mental Illness is not as glamourous as it has been made out to be. And it pains me to see it being posed in such a way.
There are blogs out there where these types of things are being discussed - true, soul-hurting topics in support groups all over the internet, Tumblr etc. I am so glad that individuals are able to reach out to each other as reinforcements, hands to hold - knowing that you can talk to someone, and have them understand where you are coming from is a beautiful, wonderful connection.
I just wish that the attention seekers who view mental struggle as glamorous and brag-worthy would realize that they will never be able to know what it feels like to feel that low.