A couple of famous musicians (Chris Cornell and Chester Bennington) killed themselves in the last couple months. Kind of makes me think, why weren't they happy? What was it that success, millions of fans, tons of money, girls throwing themselves at them and all the rest could not knock out of their heads?
And what chance do I have of ever overcoming my own self-loathing? The success I've gained hasn't really helped. In some ways it's made it worse. I feel like a huge fraud. The more recognition I get, the bigger a scam I feel I'm perpetrating on the people who give it to me.
Before, at least I had the dream and the hope that success would make me like myself. Actually getting some success has effectively dashed that hope.
Did these guys feel like frauds too? On stage at sold-out arenas, did they see their abusers or critics or whomever sitting front row center, saying, "I'll always know what a loser you really are. You can't fool me?"
I know this is a weird topic. It's just interesting to me that some people can't believe their own success for some reason.
And what chance do I have of ever overcoming my own self-loathing? The success I've gained hasn't really helped. In some ways it's made it worse. I feel like a huge fraud. The more recognition I get, the bigger a scam I feel I'm perpetrating on the people who give it to me.
Before, at least I had the dream and the hope that success would make me like myself. Actually getting some success has effectively dashed that hope.
Did these guys feel like frauds too? On stage at sold-out arenas, did they see their abusers or critics or whomever sitting front row center, saying, "I'll always know what a loser you really are. You can't fool me?"
I know this is a weird topic. It's just interesting to me that some people can't believe their own success for some reason.