We can only fool ourselves so long. We can only slap so many self-imposed limitations, restrictions, and emotional beat-downs on ourselves before something starts to give.
Either we find ourselves on our knees on the proverbial (or literal) bathroom floor or we wise up before it gets to that point — but either way, something usually (hopefully) clicks. Something just doesn’t seem right.
This suspicion is a good thing…
When we’re suspicious of ourselves, we naturally begin to call ourselves out on our own bullshit. This is how we know we’re on the right track.
It’s the stage before we realize this — the stage where we parade down the street saying, “This is real. This is me. This is who I am,” when we have a problem.
Something seem fishy to you?