I have been paying especially close attention to my negative self-talk for the past year or so. And actively launching rebuttals. At first this seemed kind of fucking stupid (LOOK THERE SEE HOW EASY IT IS TO SMASH YOURSELF?!?) but I am never daunted by the ridiculousness of my harebrained schemes.

I say a LOT of nasty shit to myself.

But now I have a squad of brainhamsters whose sole job is to swarm that voice and lovebomb it into submission.

Sometimes it works.

Worst case scenario I have the magnificent mental image of 47 fat, fluffy, bright and beady eyed but determined hamhams in tiny colorful sweaters hugging it out, en masse, with a very cranky hyena. This alone is pretty great, and an excellent redirecting mental exercise.

BY THE MAGNIFICENT SAM GRAVES!

Sam Graves’ majestic rendition truly captures the essence of my inner workings.

Not even my worst enemies say shit that is as cutting and horrifying as what I have been saying to myself for almost all of my life. It is a hard habit to break, perpetually haranguing myself.

But I don’t think it is impossible. And today those little hamsters in sweaters seem to have won.

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2 Comments

  1. Amy on January 17, 2020 at 11:41 PM

    Where is our Mr. T. brainhamster at?



  2. Mollena Williams on January 19, 2020 at 1:07 AM

    He’s back there under the pile pitying fools!!