The other day in psychiatry class our professor mentioned a pathologic condition where some people would literally live out distorted schizoid fantasies – going from area to area, introducing themselves as someone else, and so on.
Thing is, I was wondering how that would work out as a project (thoughts of retaining my sanity in the end also hang). A part of me wants to work on something like that, but not just yet – I don’t have the means to do so.
I’m actually only considering this idea because recently I’ve been trying to change one part of myself. It’s a sort of drastic change, which is proving to require tremendous conscious effort, but is also slightly amusing because I realized that yes, there has been this stereotype I’ve been living out for about a decade now. Something that started as a defense mechanism and a means to get rid of my communication apprehensions back then. And I’m bored of that supposedly definitive characteristic.
I wonder if the said idea is cruel though. So if the identities I’d be pretending to be were false, would the same be said of the relationships I’d be building, then? Would that make me a crummy person? Not even considering the legality of this yet.
But wouldn’t it be cool? Sift through a slew of people you could be to figure out which one is best suited? I mean, I like being me. It just gets a bit confusing sometimes. Hmm. If only. In an ideal world.