Day 7
Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 12:18 am
The battles that take place inside of my head are many. I argue with myself over which day of the week it is, the economic benefit of a mall, and why societies continue to do the same thing expecting different results. But the most difficult battle--the longest and the most hard-fought--is a battle that will probably never be resolved. Because of its significance, the battle of my self-worth could safely be called a war.
This war erupts full force whenever I am complimented or spoken well of. The little tape recorder in my head immediately fires round upon round of artillery in order to destroy and demolish any possible good thing I could think about myself. And it works every time. No, the war will never be resolved. It wages on, conquering the person I am in the process.
This war erupts full force whenever I am complimented or spoken well of. The little tape recorder in my head immediately fires round upon round of artillery in order to destroy and demolish any possible good thing I could think about myself. And it works every time. No, the war will never be resolved. It wages on, conquering the person I am in the process.