Can Other People Know More About You than You Do?

No matter what I know, people around me know more about me than I do. This can be justified on many levels. For starters, we all have an expectation of ourselves. We think we are capable of something because we've dreamed about it, or seen it happen before- in our minds. We can modestly sustain ourselves, but we dream that somebody will somehow know of our dreams and come to defend us. Outsiders know where we are. As long as ou can say you've judged somebody in your life, they've probably judged, and they can see us better than we can.

On another level, there is always something about ourselves that we can never find out. There is the spot on our backs that cannot be reached, and the bottom, back of the head can not be seen by a mirror. You can not see yourself with your eyes closed, without knowing the photograph, or similar device is fake. While nobody else can no of your dreams, you generally don't either. However, subconciously we can release our dreams, and then somebody can easily understand something you don't.

Furthermore, we have our friends and those who live around you. Few people can truly characterize themselves without simply bragging, being modest, or ignoring. There is a famous story of how Charlie Chaplin entered a Charlie Chaplin look alike contest. It does not surprise me as much as other people, that he lost. He could not see all the little peculiarities in himself.

Even if somebody has a lifethreatning secret. Say, we are dealing with a fugitive who may or may not have killed his wife. Nobody may ever find out his secret, but he then has to let up his guard in other areas. He is given a headstart in what he knows, but he must hide. He really cannot learn anything new. People everywhere can see his little ideosycracies and his differences.

Less seriously, but far from mockingly, I am bringing up the matter of my parents. I am not speaking for everybody here, but my parents have figured things out about me when I am not even thinking abbout it.

"Why do I keep getting these asthma attacks?"

"Oh, you get them whenever you find out you failed a test."

The point is, they notice pattens about me I never would have dreamed of. In conclusion, I offer this proof In most categories a we put ourselves in one of three categories. First, we are the best at something, bar none. We haveour own special style, if it's beaten, we can quickly overcome. Second, we turn ourselves into proteges. We want to be as good as X. We want to be like X. He is right about the matter, and if we tried we might be as good as he is. Finally if we can't be as good, or our style is better, but not approved we don't care. Other people have no problem ranking you, and can quickly put you in your approximately true place.