the shame game
oh, how often sneaking suspicions and doubtful inklings infiltrate my thoughts and shape enormous and elaborate hypothetical scenarios until i am convinced that the whole world is against me. i like to call it the shame game. apparantly i am an old pro. I have a propensity to feel guilt even when it is not rightfully mine. this guilt is like a slow working poison or a frog in a frying pan. turn the heat on little by little so the frog doesnt noticed he is about to meet his demise. so it is with the shame game. you dont even know you're sick til you're dead. game over. well, i tried out a new strategy today and was able to successfully dismantle several guilt-brain concoctions. glory be. but the process felt more like "out of the frying pan and into the fire." i wrote a letter (scary) made two phone calls (more scary) and went for a bike ride (most scariest). *sidebar* if the just cause for fright eludes you, ask DP. she knows. *end sidebar* that about sums up my day. bonus points for me. we shall see what comes tomorrow, oh insidious game of shame, we shall see. until we meet again.
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