I also discovered I was like this as a teenager—that I had an extremely malleable identity. I think it was related to being very empathetic—I just accepted whichever world view the person I was speaking with came with, and I think in my case this might have been related to reading a lot growing up, so that it seemed that a large fraction of my total life experience were the different voices of the different authors that I had read. (Reading seems to require quickly assimilating the world view of whomever is first person.)
I also didn’t make much distinction between something that could be true and something that was true. I don’t know why this was. or if it is related to the first thing. But if I thought about a fact, and it didn’t feel currently jarring with anything else readily in mind, it seemed just as true as anything else and I was likely to speak it. So a few times after a conversation, I would shake my head and wonder why I had just said something so absurdly untrue, as though I had believed it.
In my early twenties, I found I needed to create a fixed world view—in fact, I felt like I was going crazy. Maybe I was, because different world views were colliding and I couldn’t hold them separate when action was required (like choosing an actual job) rather than just idle conversation.
That’s why I gravitated towards physical materialism. I needed something fixed, a territory behind all of these crazy maps. I think that the map that I have now is pretty good, and well-integrated with the territory, but it took 3-5 years. I’m still flexible with understanding other world views. For example, I was in a workshop a few days ago where we needed to defend different views, and I received one that was marginally morally reprehensible. I was the only one in my group able to defend it. (It wasn’t such a useful skill there, I think most people just assumed I had that view, which is unfortunate, but I didn’t mind—if it was important to signal correctly at this workshop I would have lied and said I couldn’t relate.)
I also discovered I was like this as a teenager—that I had an extremely malleable identity. I think it was related to being very empathetic—I just accepted whichever world view the person I was speaking with came with, and I think in my case this might have been related to reading a lot growing up, so that it seemed that a large fraction of my total life experience were the different voices of the different authors that I had read. (Reading seems to require quickly assimilating the world view of whomever is first person.)
I also didn’t make much distinction between something that could be true and something that was true. I don’t know why this was. or if it is related to the first thing. But if I thought about a fact, and it didn’t feel currently jarring with anything else readily in mind, it seemed just as true as anything else and I was likely to speak it. So a few times after a conversation, I would shake my head and wonder why I had just said something so absurdly untrue, as though I had believed it.
In my early twenties, I found I needed to create a fixed world view—in fact, I felt like I was going crazy. Maybe I was, because different world views were colliding and I couldn’t hold them separate when action was required (like choosing an actual job) rather than just idle conversation.
That’s why I gravitated towards physical materialism. I needed something fixed, a territory behind all of these crazy maps. I think that the map that I have now is pretty good, and well-integrated with the territory, but it took 3-5 years. I’m still flexible with understanding other world views. For example, I was in a workshop a few days ago where we needed to defend different views, and I received one that was marginally morally reprehensible. I was the only one in my group able to defend it. (It wasn’t such a useful skill there, I think most people just assumed I had that view, which is unfortunate, but I didn’t mind—if it was important to signal correctly at this workshop I would have lied and said I couldn’t relate.)
This is interesting, particularly in connection with your grativation towards materialism—thanks for sharing.