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The Difference Between Loving Yourself and Being in Love with Yourself
Guess which one makes you look like a jerk?
People have lost it. Gone off the deep end. Given our current situation and the pervasive feeling of doom and gloom, that’s not surprising.
Quarantine has to be hell for those who live alone. Not for everyone, certainly, because there are people who thrive on their own. But for others, the only outlets for comfort and commiseration are Zoom, Skype, and FaceTime. They have no actual living, breathing human to talk with…or fight with.
Given this, there are those individuals who are so needy for attention, any kind of attention, that they will strut their goods on social media for any drooling wanker to comment on.
In part, I understand this need for attention, any kind of attention, but I also feel sorry for these people who believe that showing themselves off to a legion of strangers is going to make them feel better about themselves, and life in general.
It doesn’t work that way, people. Oh, there may be an initial rush from all the pervy backlash, but how long does that last?
I appreciate a beautiful body, male or female, as much as the next person. And maybe more than some. But I don’t understand what people are thinking when…
