My mind is not my friend.
It tells me to skip my workout today, I’ve been good all week, why over exert myself? It tells me to start applying for jobs tomorrow, there’s no real urgency today. It tells me to cancel plans, I deserve some me-time. It tells me to ignore the sink full of dishes, someone else will deal with it. It tells me to slander others and engage in gossip, I’m whiter than white. It tells me I should stay in my comfort zone, change is scary.
My mind is not my friend. It’s like a cage. It protects me, but it also stops me from growing.
So I need to re-evaluate our relationship.
I need to treat my mind like a servant, I should be giving it orders, I am the master.
My mind needs to be kept on a tight leash, I let it wander too much, I let it define me.
It needs to be disciplined like a child, or else it will sabotage me.