My unconscious plan to protect myself from failure was wonderfully simple.
Do not attempt normal (pre heart attack) life!
It was a sure bet, if I did not attempt it, I could not fail!
Unfortunately, my unconscious effort to thwart failure,
guaranteed I would not succeed either.
The more I resisted failure the more depressed I became.
The more depressed I became the more I resisted failure.
What if… the lack of success (not the lack of failure) enables depression?
What if… failure is the only way to produce those sweet sweet successes?
No comments:
Post a Comment