I keep coming back to the lyrics of this song today. Is someone getting the best of you? I ask myself that, and I know that is not the case. I am not in the ball park of being the best I am. I am 39 year old fat man. There is so little point in that existence on so many levels it is maddening. My life lacks passion. And I cannot tell if it is this…I gained weight because I lost the passion, or I lost the passion when I gained weight.
I do control my life. I do indeed. Today I looked at a documentary about work, and in all honesty, I looked so fat I made myself sick. Just sick. I looked like some freakish fat man you see on the street and look at like an elephant man. It was gross.
And in all honesty this could go two ways. I could just pack it in, and live and die a fat man, or I can grab my life and take it back. Either way, at 1130 am, today, i suck.
Jim Rosenberg
12:47 pm on February 9th
It’s easier, more productive and far more satisfying to build on strengths — and you definitely have some — than it is to constantly attack weaknesses. As build your confidence in yourself, it will naturally bring more confidence from others — a virtuous circle instead of the vicious one that you need to break out of. We all come up short, at times. Don’t let that define you. Visualize yourself at your best and then attain that vision. It can’t happen unless you can see it and you can’t see it if you focus only on faults and shortcomings.
Dino Corvino
12:51 pm on February 9th
Thank you Jim. I know all of that. But, there are some moments in the journey of life when you just want to put a snickers bar in a toaster oven and cover yourself with nougat while watching a Phillip Seymor Hoffman movie.
I have a hard time with confidence and the maintaining of it. I think my plate is often too heavy with things. And yet I feel like I get very little affirmation, which we all need from time to time.
But, yes, I am sure in a few hours, I will be better.
I think the other interesting thing is patterns.
Jim Rosenberg
1:48 pm on February 9th
It’s a choppy sea, but sometimes you end up in Greenland with no way home but a skiff my friend.