When was the last time you did something that made you feel worse about yourself for having done it?
You keep saying you’ll stop smoking, but you do it, and you always feel awful when you do.
You can smell it on your fingers.
Perhaps, you’re super-sensitive to caffeine like me, and yet you still continue to drink coffee, even though it makes you grouchy and angry and anxious.
We’re human.
We do things that we rationalise as good or pleasurable in the short-term, but that make us feel worse overall.
We do things that lower our self-esteem.
And then we’re sad and anxious, and the first thing we do is ruminate on what’s wrong with us. Or we see Mr Therapist. Or we do more of the very thing that makes us feel worse.
My point here is simple, and, most of all, it’s a message for me.
Do you want the best for yourself?
Are you sure?
You know, with all your vices, and short-term little pleasures, and confused little luxuries, the impression I get is that right now, you don’t.
You do not want the best for yourself.
