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Where did THAT come from?
Colour me stunned.
Every now and then I have minor epiphanies about myself and the way I'm leading my existence. This one came about when someone on a forum I frequent posted one of those ubiquitous "self-analysis workshop" things, this one being, IIRC, "Your Best Year Yet." Whatever. They're a dime a dozen, and are only moderately useful as far as I'm concerned.
This one proved to be no exception, except for one thing: it asked me to verbalize all the limiting thoughts/paradigms I impose on myself that keep me from [insert jargon here] being all I can be, or whatever.
So the usual ones came up: what if I fail?, etc. Nothing new there. Second-Guessing Self is a skill I have in spades.
And then this little thought cropped up:
I'm not important.
...
Excuse me, WHAT?
Dude, I thought I got rid of that one YEARS ago. What the hell is it doing coming back ten years later?
*sigh*
Two steps forward, one step back... Back to the drawing board.
Every now and then I have minor epiphanies about myself and the way I'm leading my existence. This one came about when someone on a forum I frequent posted one of those ubiquitous "self-analysis workshop" things, this one being, IIRC, "Your Best Year Yet." Whatever. They're a dime a dozen, and are only moderately useful as far as I'm concerned.
This one proved to be no exception, except for one thing: it asked me to verbalize all the limiting thoughts/paradigms I impose on myself that keep me from [insert jargon here] being all I can be, or whatever.
So the usual ones came up: what if I fail?, etc. Nothing new there. Second-Guessing Self is a skill I have in spades.
And then this little thought cropped up:
I'm not important.
...
Excuse me, WHAT?
Dude, I thought I got rid of that one YEARS ago. What the hell is it doing coming back ten years later?
*sigh*
Two steps forward, one step back... Back to the drawing board.
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Sorry, it must be the lack of coffee, because my brain shouted: "G.I. JOE!" at me when I read that. :P
Otherwise, yes. God, yes.
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This is how you know a child of the 80s.
I love you, and I'm listening. The "I thought I killed you years ago!" stuff is insidious and brutal. You'll beat it back again; you've already proven that you're stronger than it is, even if it had a resurrect or two left to use.