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Reply to 'Sinks'

I received this kind note in reply to 'Sinks', and wanted to publish it because it addresses quite succinctly what I feel is a reasonable retort. I am always touched to discover suffering in others. It is one of my greatest gratifications as a physician to be able to relieve the anxiety, sadness, embarrassment and pain of another person. I am grateful to the reply in helping me to unscrew my head. It is a very stressful time, and that sends me in unproductive and, according to my replies, unjustified directions. Here is the note-

Once again I have been reading your PORSH. Sinks + Vanities (pun intended) – I truly believe that the vast majority of us harbour those inner views of our true selves as vain, loathsome, horrible things; unworthy of the love, respect, desire, and admiration of those around us. But given that those around us do give us, in varying degrees, those things, does that not counterbalance that inner person we fear and hate so? If we were, in fact, that inner person to the outside world, we would not be who we are. The prisons, asylums, and legislatures are filled with those people whose outer self IS their inner self. No barrier of culture or self-control and reflection contains their vain, loathsome, horrible selves, and we watch them as Kardashian-like, they parade their loathsome creepiness to the world - or in the case of the legislatures, work to remake the world in their own loathsome creepy view. We are the products of our upbringings and the social milieu [an over-used word, but meaningful in this context] in which we grew up. People such as thee and me reflect on that inner self and know that those flaming words on the wall are meant for no one but us and try, day-in-and-day-out, to wipe the words from the stone as Scrooge said. That is what makes us good and decent people. Not because we believe ourselves worthy, but only because we TRY to make ourselves worthy. The people who concern me the most are those who do NOT look at their true, inner selves as vain, loathsome, horrible things; unworthy of the love, respect, desire, and admiration of those around them. They are the Napoleons, Caesars, Hitlers, Stalins, and I fear, thousands of others for whom that right combination of circumstances never occurs to bring them to power. Another topic for another time – sorry for the stream of consciousness note…

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