I think I might not have ever been loved by my parents, is why Iām so obsessed with power, lol.
I mean, I would still be obsessed with power, thatās just my disposition, but this me, it wonāt be satisfied ever, I think I have some sort of void, that can only be overcome by embracing my complete darkness.
Become truly and utterly āevilā. Not really, because I have believe in God, so I have a set principles to follow, just that, what is deemed to be the āshadowā would be integrated completely, I would have no qualms doing whatever, if I perceive it to be correct. It is what will quell the angst in my mind.
I canāt say āif this hadnāt happened, I would still be easily like this, just without the bsā.
We need trials to grow, absolutely.
This post was unnecessarily edgy. Because this is who I always have been, yes, Iām just that compatible with Emperor Black.
TLDR; Affection is for the weak, it destroys you. Embracing your anger makes you strong.
(p.s. this doesnāt mean to still not love people, itās just a certain type of personality, which allows for a close connection to the animalistic side of man and easy expression of anger & lust (general passion towards life), resulting in an extreme personality that is predisposed towards strength & control, search up ātype 8 enneagramā if you wish to know more)