1) Here’s an excerpt from my sales pitch or positioning statement seven years ago
2) Seven years down the line, hairdressers still exclaim, still 5 2” in bare feet, only the weight is different. It’s only 107lb now which is fine by me since outgrowing the ridiculous notion that South Indian type hips are attractive.
3) I think that excerpt is very psychologically telling and the things it’s telling aren’t very encouraging
4) I think a streak of pure bullshit and a sincere, courageous gallant streak exist side by side in my nature. Which streak becomes dominant at any given moment is not always under my control, but I have an idea that if I stick to a very disciplined regime every day, run every morning, don’t daydream, stick to my time table, etc I can keep the bullshit streak repressed. When I was little my mother did her best to shout down the bullshit streak; really xxxxx (the name she calls me) I am sick and tired of your nonsense, xxxxx, I don’t want to see any of your nonsense when we go to that function/visit relations/have visitors, xxxxx, I have enough work without having to deal with your nonsense. Words to that effect.
Even today when I feel the bs streak trying to surface I shout at it in my mother’s voice.
Talking of psychology I have a confession to make. I cannot read through the symptoms of most neurotic deceases without some of it sounding very very familiar.
This for example;
That is if you please the key word to my personality, the driving force, as it were; a sense of extreme entitlement.