One of the hardest things for me to do..... be truthful with myself. WOW just writing that down stings in the pit of my stomach, I actually feel a little nauseous. Why do we lie to ourselves? Is it a form of self preservation? Probably. But at what cost? How often do I make excuses for my shortcomings or mistakes, the answer...more often than not. It helps me to continue with my bad habits and all the things I want to change, but in another way it helps me carry on without crushing my own self esteem. The real trick is to balance it just enough to improve yourself a little at a time and not tip the scale the other way to your own detriment. We often think the scariest thing would be for others to know our secrets, but I think the scariest thing is for us to face ourselves and the truth of the secrets we try to hide about ourselves..... we eat too much, drink too much, bitch too much, spend too much, clean too much, don't clean enough, were to aggressive, too passive, and a million and one other things. But a question for thought, how perfect can we become? Perfection is an mirage that disappears just as we think we are reaching it. I just think I'm looking for a better me, one I don't have to lie too, just a me that I can be ok with.....in essence my imperfect me.
Self discovery, the destination that's worth the journey....
