Benjamin Franklin said: “There are three things extremely hard: steel, a diamond, and to know one’s self.” Do you think you know yourself well?
I sit here in this food court, and I can say quite confidently that I know myself quite well. A little too well. I know that there are certain things about me that I like, and there are things about me that I don’t like, and that I hide away in a dark place never to see the light of day. I know that I am full of secrets, regrets, creativity, emotion, talent and ability.
However, there are also certain things about myself that I don’t necessarily understand, or am able to explain. I think I know, however, I’m not entirely sure. For that reason, I sometimes feel like I need to have some kind of intense therapy session, like hypnosis, so I can have somebody tap into my subconscious and extract all the answers I can’t resolve on my own.
In saying that, it’s a concept that intrigues me and terrifies me all at once. I don’t like the idea of not being able to control what I say or do. I’m on of those people who need to stay in control of my own actions. However, secretly I’d want to know what I would say. I know that I’m extremely analytical, especially self analytical, and that can be both a blessing and a burden. Sometimes knowing myself so well can be great because I can make decisions quickly and easily, however, knowing myself also means that I can back myself into a corner, and it’s hard to get myself out from there.
I was thinking about something I read the other day about true happiness, and although I know what I think would make me truly happy, I also think that if I were to have that, it would actually have the opposite reaction, and make me rather unhappy. It’s hard to make those kind of judgements, whilst being able to see the situation from both sides of the fence. Hence why I say it can be a blessing and a burden.
All I know is that I know myself better than anybody else will, and as long as I know who I am, that’s all that truly matters for me.