I am so weak. I am pushed along by the tide of social convention like a herd animal. My mediocrity galls me. I am so goddamned domesticated.
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if one is trying to survive on one's own, what choice do you have, though? the woods? and strangers are untrustworthy. it's a survival mechanism: to give in, to adopt a disguise.
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You're kind of restating my initial post: Yes, I've been conditioned to kind of go with the herd; to blend in. It's a survival technique, for sure. But, it only puts off the inevitable.