When exercising, how can I take care of my back?

Why don't i care anymore ?

• Let me start off by saying that I grew up very troubled in school, bullied and no one cared e.t.c. I was suicidal from 13-16 and suffered from depression and OCD. I attempted suicide once at 14 on my birthday.People use to beat me up and torture me in high school e.t.c. After I lost weight and started exercising e.t.c people started giving me more attention and girls started talking to me e.t.c. I'm 17 (started early) and in college now and I just don't care about anything . Over the years I have noticed that I don't care about anyone. Not even my family. Nothing fazes me. Family members have died i never cried or didn't care that they died. On a long enough timeline everyone's survival rate drops to zero right ? it doesn't matter to me when people die for some reason :/ ... no matter how close they were .Honestly, at the end of the day, we are all just going to die. I'm just well aware of that fact, and sometimes all I can think is "what's the point?". Some times, this type of thinking makes me want to go out there and experience the world for all it's wonder, and some times it makes me just want to take a couple days off and do nothing. I don't see the point in crying or caring e.t.c it's not going to bring them back. I want to cut all ties with my home, I want to make it somewhere in my life without anyone holding me back- I have few friends and we aren't that close (preference) - Extremely introverted. - I can honestly say that I care more about animals and pets than I do humans like my dog and my fishes and birds e.t.c P.S for a thrill once i sold weed and cocaine for a two months in school ...I didn't care if i got caught or anything and no i didn't grow up in a troubled home or in the hood or anything:P ... i actually grew up in a good home e.t.c ...i just never got emotional support when i was depressed. Is there something wrong with me? Is there someone out there in a similar situation? Please, no insults or silly answers

• Answer:

  Sounds like a typical narcissistic personality. And there is nothing wrong with it. Properly used, a narcissistic personality is an extraordinarily powerful way to live your life. First off, most people confuse narcissism with being attractive and obsessed with yourself. Like Daphne from Scooby Doo. That not exactly right. Instead, narcissism is a type of schizoid personality where you don’t care what other people think about you. You are so comfortable inside your own head that you don’t care about how other people judge you. A typical narcissist is more like Kurt Cobain or Lindsey Lohan. They are talented, self-confident, and utterly oblivious to the feelings and needs of people around them. You can read the definition of narcissism on wiki and see these traits right here in your post. Remember – there is nothing wrong with be narcissistic, it is a very common type of person. It is everybody else who has a problem with it, not you. As I say, narcissism is fine, as long as it is well deserved. On the other hand, it is not a great personality to have if what you really want in life is a lot of friends. After all, the key to not giving a ship what other people think, is that you do not care about them nor respect them as people. They are simply, things…, like a game, or a tool, or anything else. All schizoid personalities share this trait of nothing “thinking” about other people as being unique human beings. And that is why you really don’t care about them. Places like Yahoo Answers are full of narcissists. After all, why else would we put our feelings or answers out here? Many people with a post like yours are fishing for a “Oh baby, it’s all right” kind of answer, simply so they could edit the note and spit on the person who tried to soothe them. Other’s have the kind of sickness of a woman who suffocates her baby so she can get attention. But in your’s, I read more of a person like myself. A deserving narcissist. A person who is truly superior to the common rabble around us, but wholly unrecognized. When I was 18 years old, I had flunked out of High School but got my GED. I was sitting in the parking lot at a community college, in my piece of cripe car, having flunked 3 out of 5 classes my first semester. In an instant, it all gelled, I figured out why my life sucked, why I was such a loser. I was so mad at everybody else “Who hated me”, so I made myself into this worthless piece of trash trying to prove to them how BAD I was. I was a stinking, dope-smoking loser burnout who was flunking out of a community college and got fired from a job at freaking Pizza Hut. Yay me! So I said, Frack It. Instead of proving how BAD I am, I’ll prove how freaking good I can be. I’ll prove that I’m superior. That not only can I beat all those people at their own game, but I’ll start right now – as a complete and utter burnout. So I did. My second semester I got Dean’s list, 3 A’s and 2 B’s. I graduated from Ju-Co, went on and got three B.S. degrees, one in Economics. I earned a Master’s in Econometrics. A few years later, I was accepted into a PhD program when I instead landed a job with an investment bank. So that’s what I do now, I advise really, really rich people on how to spend their money. And all the time, I hold most of the rich, privileged jockey’s I work for in utter contempt. They were born to wealth and success. They never lived in a homeless shelter with their mom who was off her meds. They never flunked out of school, much less were ever fired. They never had a total skank shoot them down because they were beneath the skank’s standards. Use your narcissism to your benefit. Let it fuel your passion to beat the fricking system so you can rub everybody else’s nose in it. It’s a great feeling. At least, it beats the ship out of wallowing in self pity listening to the Cure in my mom’s basement.