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I know everyone is both. We don't have Neanderthals walking around anymore.
But if you are even 55% majority on one, which would you choose?

There are intellectual, cerebral, or very self-controlled types who have a harder time cutting loose, expressing themselves, feeling free or playful. They think about the consequences of actions more. Sometimes that is because bad things have happened when they do let go. And sometimes they are quite repressed, or repressing something that may not be as harmful as they imagine it could be.

And then there are people who quite often let their emotions or anger get the better of them, and wish they could be more self-contained, less impulsive, or more logical. They find clarity later, once the intense feelings have subsided, and then realize they eratic, on a temporary but powerful feeling.

This is the kind of thing I'm getting at.

I am definitely both. For sure. I think I feel less doubt or guilt than I used to. I'm trying to combine logic with passion, and for the most part, that is working better than it ever has in the past. But I still wish I had more fantasy, imagination, and abandon than I do. Those things can sometimes get one in trouble, but as I have said before, I do love a little debauchery and really just feeling what feels good. Those moments, or times, of drawing outside the lines, I really like them. I wish there were no repercussions, no risk. Sometimes I love that feeling of acting crazy, acting without thinking.

It seems to me that the line between self-control and recklessness can be... quite narrow.

BTW: GAG IS ACTING BUGGY AND INVERTING TEXT IN QUESTIONS AND MYTAKES. SO THE PARAGRAPHS ARE OUT OF ORDER, GOING BOTTOM UP, NOT TOP DOWN. IF IT DOES THIS AGAIN ON THIS QUESTION, GOOD LUCK READING IT. THUS, THE NUMBERS.

I am 25 and I feel my situation in life is rather rare. I have no friends, no relationship and my whole family has done me dirty. I have no one in my life, I considered my mother family up until this week, when she chose to not invite me over for Thanksgiving. Other relatives always questioned her love for me, because when I was 8, she put her boyfriend before me when I asked him to leave and he continued to live with us. They’re still together and now I have two half brothers. All my life I’ve just felt like I didn’t fit in, my life is miserable and my bad luck is completely beyond my control. At work I don’t talk to anyone, a few dislike me and I live by myself. My father acted crazy back in 2017 and tries to speak to me, he wants to maintain a relationship with me but I avoid him because he is unpredictable and a man child. Almost all my immediate family on my mothers side did me dirty and I feel so betrayed. I have no friends because people are fickle and I’m single because guys don’t acknowledge me. What is so wrong with me?