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Spectrum of personality

  • Writer: Caitlin Cassidy
    Caitlin Cassidy
  • Jan 20, 2021
  • 2 min read

Vague-booking childhood/adolescent story time that I promise has a point:


I knew a girl growing up. Everyone loved her and she was always nice to me. She was like... everyone’s darling. Won’t say how I knew her or what the age timeline was.


One day I saw her do something REALLY underhanded to a totally innocent person. And you could tell it amused her. I was disturbed and disgusted.


I won’t say what I did after I saw what happened, but I didn’t do.... nothing. There were consequences, but I would have to assume she didn’t know I was involved with it because of the way she interacted with me afterwards.... It’s almost like a big joke.... on her.


I don’t worry too much about what people say/think of me, because I’m also looking at them.


Which brings me to my whole point:


****If you want to know someone’s true character, watch what they do to people who can’t give them anything, or have less power than them*****


Last small tangent: I believe that character is formed at a young age and that people who do weird, manipulative shit as kids or teens will 9 times out of 10 morph into adults that do the same shit.


I don’t think anyone changes much, I think we all just move across the spectrum of one personality.


I’m no saint but I’ve tried to live by this quote ever since I heard it, and think I honestly lived by it most of the time even more I heard it:


“I’ve never picked at harmless people. I’ve always directed my power and anger at people who were corrupt... or at least more corrupt than me.”


Have a blessed day everyone, and don’t be afraid to call bull on the people who need to hear it. If you can get away with it.

 
 
 

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