Yes, I do believe reading this book was worth it. I would completely understand if someone
disagreed and thought that, overall, it was not worth it, because I can quite
clearly see both sides of the picture.
However, I liked this book because it made me feel less alone in a
sense. I have a lot of the same thoughts
that Dostoyevsky had, but I push them into the recesses of my mind because they
are so foreign and abstract, and I don’t have the time or patience, or even
courage, to untangle them. It is not
easy to look at oneself from the outside, to really delve into oneself, because
often, some of the most important aspects of ourselves are what we try so hard
to suppress.
My favorite part of this book that I will remember is the
idea that there is never a right answer; there are always 2 or more different
ways to look at a situation, all holding equal weight. I am naturally an indecisive person. When my mom sends me to the store to buy a
dessert for a dinner we’re going to, I spend an eternity with two items in my
hand, weighing the costs and benefits of each. After a while, I just end up
choosing one randomly because I honestly cannot justify one over the other;
just when I think one is better, I realize an equalizing aspect about the
other. This trait of indecisiveness
bothers my parents sometimes, because I find it very difficult to make
decisions. If I find it agonizingly
difficult to decide between two desserts at the grocery store, imagine the
dilemma I suffer when I have make life-changing choices.
It is nice to know that I am not alone in my dilemma,
because at times I wondered if this trait was more of a flaw than a gift. I think this book was worth reading because it
taught me more about my self, and made me more understanding of my most
defining characteristics.
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