Man in the mirror.

Its a funny thing, these identity crises. Its like having a bunch of mirrors in front of you and each one shows you a different image. And you don't like any one of them. And you know that you shift from one image to the other.

Here is the tricky part. Image A hates image B. Image C hates image D. And as you shift from one persona to another, you think back to what you have done and you hate yourself. You tell yourself that it wasn't you. But 5 minutes later, you're back to thinking that whatever you did was the right thing to do. And you admonish yourself for ever doubting that. Making you hate yourself even more. Its what people who like big phrases like to call a vicious circle.

It must be nice to have little care about the ethics of things. To just do things and expect people to allow you to get away with it for one reason or another. To never have to hold yourself accountable because doing that is just 'so hard'. To be able to tell yourself that you have a problem, but you can't solve it because..... well because you just can't. To be able to shift from image to image and still remain blissfully ignorant of what you are doing.

I envy people with the capacity to self delude.