It is the phenomenon somethings called “alienation
from self.” In its advanced stages, we no longer answer the telephone,
because someone might want something; that we could say no without
drowning in self-reproach is an idea alien to this game. Every encounter
demands too much, tears the nerves, drains the will, and the specter of
something as small as an unanswered letter arouses such
disproportionate guilt that answering it becomes out of the question. To
assign unanswered letters their proper weight, to free us from the
expectations of others, to give us back to ourselves - there lies the
great, the singular power of self-respect. Without it, one eventually
discovers the final turn of the screw: one runs away to find oneself,
and finds no one at home.
by Joan Didion, Slouching Towards Bethlehem
by Joan Didion, Slouching Towards Bethlehem
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