Am I Self-Absorbed?
Even as I type the title to this entry, I think to myself: "How can I be that self-absorbed if I'm self-aware enough to even contemplate the idea?" But then I realize that self-awareness does not mean absolution. Indeed, I can realize that I'm self-absorbed while also continuing to be totally self-absorbed. But let me stop beating around my own bush (haha) and just admit: Yes, I am self-absorbed. At least, more self-absorbed than I'd like to be. I've been faced with this hard truth twice now. The first time, when I was in Canada recently with my family. Telling them about my desire to switch career paths, my dad and Lance vehemently insisted that I'm too self-absorbed and not empathetic enough to be a therapist (I disagree, I think I would make a great therapist--even if I don't care much about my clients!). The second time this was brought to my attention was after an incident last week on Jason's birthday where I forgot to call/text him at midn...