Have you ever met someone who’s got the whole package—looks, charm, money, the works—only to discover their self-esteem is more fragile than a soap bubble? It’s the classic case of “never judge a book by its cover,” right? I mean, it’s almost comical how some individuals can present a picture-perfect life while crumbling at the slightest criticism. It’s maddening! Now, don’t get me wrong; I get that everyone has their struggles, but isn’t there an expiration date on how long we cling to our insecurities? At twelve, okay, I can understand—kids are just figuring things out. But at sixty? That’s where I draw the line. Let’s dive into the strange world of egos that seem to have a permanent residency in Fragility Town and explore why some folks just can’t seem to move past their perpetual state of wounded pride. Buckle up—this is going to be a wild ride! LEARN MORE.
You meet someone who seemingly has it all. Looks, love, money, status, talent, you name it. You’d never dream, if you breathe on this person, they’ll collapse.
I’ll be honest and say what I think you’ll perceive, anyway. This is irritates me. I want to be clear though.
Fragile ego at twelve years old is not the same as having a fragile ego at sixty years old.
Fragile ego because you’ve recently gotten clipped, hard or badly hurt, is different than maintaining this status for decades – why? Why wouldn’t you get yourself together over the course of ten, twenty, thirty or forty years?
This just seems like something a person should grow out of at some point.
I’m not talking about a true injured person. I’m talking about people who just can’t get over themselves.
Why is this so hard?