When you wake up in the morning– that’s when it begins.
That’s all life really is– just its and things.
Some of you already have it, in the back of your head, eating away at your skull. The only things left are the skin and bones that remain from the endless amounts of picking and pulling you do to your psyche while staring in the mirror. The images of your failures replay over and over in your head as you socialize with that classic halfhearted smile. You stopped showing teeth years ago, didn’t you? I’m talking about that constant nagging feeling. That feeling that you are just, less than.
Less than pretty, less than ideal, less than intelligent, less than successful, less than kind, less than liked, less than others, less than, less than, less than.
God, why couldn’t you just have one thing going for you? Why is it that you feel like you’re the one that people actually pity? Or even worse, they don’t just pity you, they are glad that they’re not you. They look at you and you are the reminder of how great their life actually is. Euw. Can we just agree that those people can screw off?
Want to hear the truth? You’re never going to know who is looking at you that way. And those people are never going to screw off. AND man, do I empathize with you. I know what it’s like to look at people and envy the qualities they probably don’t even notice, or care about... But here’s the thing:
Life is a subway employee, and he sucks. He just made a shit sandwich and he’s got enough for all of us. Did I mention he’s just forcing them out for free?
There are things (truths) and there are its (lies). You need to realize that its are less than things. Things are the real. Things are your freedom… or your prison. You see, the truth, this thing, is avoided by many. In fact, more people avoid the things, which are good, than they avoid the its, which are bad. And these things counteract the its, but the its are sneaky. Its are like demons, convincing you that you don’t have enough of them. Did you buy that diet plan? Did you buy that makeup brush? Did you move to Portland and finally start that all-in-one urban café, book club, humane society, coffee shop? No, of course not. And because of this, you can’t have any of her, or his–their–its.
The more its you gain, the more things you lose. This is true for everyone. Its are like the plague. The black plague. Wiping out millions. Destroying humanity with edible garbage. Don’t feed yourself anymore its.
Stop engulfing yourself in lies. Stop waking up and immediately allowing your feelings of inadequacy to swell into an unmanageable sandwich of shit.
But how? It’s not easy.
Here’s the thing. For every lie you tell yourself– and yes, self-hatred is completely encapsulated with lies, you stifle another one of the truly enchanting facets of your being. YOU are beautifully complex, your fears and your desires are only a fraction of who you are. Your job, from here and forward on, is to discover these things about yourself. And at first it will just feel as though you can’t stop the flood of lies coming out of the depths of your brain, but trust me, it will get better. You will prevail in the midst of these fiery demons. BUT, you MUST sever your relationship with them first.