How Would I Describe Myself to Someone?

This is the first time I’ve ever taken part in the daily prompts that WordPress dish out through it’s app.

Some of them are cringy so I’ve been biding my time with these prompts.

I created this blog to share a bit more of my personality that you just can’t get through on the Adultwork system.

Also, correct me if I’m wrong, but if you’re going to be booking a sex worker (you can do this through here or here), you probably want to see a bit of personally, wit and a sense of humour?

So, on this muggy UK Sunday evening, this is how I would describe myself to someone.

How would you describe yourself to someone?

I am hugely empathetic

Empathy means being able to put oneself in another person’s shoes.

Psychology Today talks about the importance of empathy in this article. It says that, “Empathy is the ability to recognize, understand, and share the thoughts and feelings of another person, animal, or fictional character”. 

To sum up, empathy means being able to imagine yourself in situations that you may not have been in or experienced, whilst still attempting to connect with another person or situation at the time.

Being so empathetic does come with downsides. Let’s not talk about those today.

I’m not sure why, maybe it’s a neurospicy (ADHD) thing? Or maybe it’s having mental health disorders run through my family?

But, I find it incredibly easy to put myself in someone else’s shoes. If someone is crying about something, I’m crying with them. If someone or something has been treated unfairly, I’m furious and ready to fight for it.

As much as I think everyone should be able to be empathatic, I know that it may not come as easy to others as it does for me. And that’s okay, too.

I am kind

Without sounding big-headed, I know that I am a really kind person. I truly care about my fellow human beings and the animal kingdom. For Pete’s sake, I can’t even harm a fly; I’ll let it out any day over killing it.

I feel like me being kind stems back to my childhood.

Apparently, if you’ve grown up with a disabled family member that you had to care for, you are much more likely to go into a job role that involves caring, e.g. teaching, nursing or care work. No surprise then that I ended up as a secondary school teacher.

Describing myself as kind is all well and good until you address the downsides of this. I’ve been walked all over, taken advantage of and had that kindness thrown back in my face.

That won’t ever stop me from seeing the good in people and continuing to be kind, even if it isn’t reciprocated.

I feel strongly about morality and being a decent human being

Along with the above, I will fight anyone that is racist, sexist, discriminates minorities, harms animals, and that is just scratching the surface. I could go on and on.

I feel like my moral compass is pretty much fine-tuned. I don’t judge, I am open to discussion, and I will change my views based on evidence, research and other people’s lived experiences.

Again, not everyone finds it easy to change their views on heated topics. I’m not going to try and change your mind on something you feel strongly about. That is also okay.

I am scatty – I’m a bit ‘all over the place’

If you could spend a day in my head and experience my day-to-day life, you’d need a holiday after just to recover 😂

I forgot things, I drop things, I break things, I can’t sit still, I start hobbies in full-on intensity mode to then get bored the next week, I’m like a moth to a lamp, I struggle to complete daily tasks, and I am easily distracted.

On the plus side, no day will ever be boring with me around!

I can be impulsive

I’m a walking contradiction. On the one hand, I need plans in advance and need routine. But, on the other hand, I get bored extremely easily and can be driven by my impulses.

This might include feeling the need to go for a walk or run randomly, feeling the need to poke and annoy anyone that is around me, or I might impulsively speed clean.

Even worse, I might even just remember I love cross-stitch and spend fifty quid on Amazon ordering a kit that is way too advanced for me and instant overwhelm prevents me from even starting, see the evidence below:

A massive cross-stitch kit I bought two years ago that has been hidden from sight since then but I don’t have the heart to chuck away. There are more dotted around my flat.

800 words later (will someone please just tell me to shut up and stop talking?) and I hope this post has given you a little bit of an insight into how my brain works.

Hopefully you’re not completely disgusted and scared away ha.

Toodledo

Lexi Rose xx

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