You know the feeling.
You swear you’re cursed. Nothing goes your way and the universe is against you.
Then you sit down and think about what you just said. Time and time again you find yourself in the same/similar situations. How do you debunk the myth when you’re creating it about yourself, to yourself?
At some point you have to cotton on to the fact that there’s a pattern. After all we are a collection of our habits. Pick the pattern. Study it. Analyse it and deconstruct it. You’re an analyst, you should be good at this.
The problem is this time its about you. All you. Only you. Main attraction: You.
I’m in the boxing ring with myself. My head and my heart don’t communicate, they’re like an old married couple who sit in separate rooms, watch separate TVs and sleep on different beds.
I’m not stupid, just unlucky. Yeah right, even I don’t believe that.