Hating Yourself A Good Thing?

Honest self-assessment is one of the most powerful actions a person can take. Why do you think Gary Vaynerchuk talks about it all the time?

Wallowing in self-loathing, on the other hand, is bad.

Saying, "This is where I am, and I would prefer something else," is courageous. It's also empowering, because now instead of giving power away to circumstances you are setting your own course.

IJ, I love the idea of establishing contrast. Fab video, fab message!

I blogged from Bali and Fiji and Thailand because I made changes. Said changes were inspired by my hate of my old life. I hated it, then I shifted, doing freeing but uncomfortable stuff quickly, to mold my Blogging from Paradise life. The key is to make that shift really quickly; then you'll love your life quickly

Ryan

Yeah, this is a must.

Go figure a wife beater's belt from the dark web for maybe a thousand bucks, then whack in a load of nails to make a cat o' nine tails.

Religious groups have been pullin' this stunt for centuries, only they had no dark web, no Ebay.

So, when you're done fixing your belt, you pull off your blouse or shirt.

And you say these words, preferably in front of a mirror, or maybe some guy filming.

"I'm a good for nuthin' b*tch/MF

[you have to choose here, less'n you can manage both while keepin' a straight face]

and I pray to the Good Lord to have my evil soul flayed from my body."

[This is the point at which NOTHIN' HAPPENS, hence the BELT. And the NAILS.]

So then you whack that belt over your shoulder, hard against your back, till you draw blood and your chest rams up against your neck.

"I done bad, and I'm quittin' these evil ways, I swear ya."

[This is your line, btw. If your camera guy is comin' out with this shit then he's a LOSER, and prolly ought to have a belt all of his own. Meanwhile, make with a coupla thrashes right down to the butt, just for the full body limbo rictus deal. F-tssssshhh! F-tsssssshhhh!]

"I should never have said or done all them dumb things brought me to this."

[F-tsssssshhhh!]

"I been way bad, and I gotta make amends."

[F-tsssssssssh! Meaoooow! Hey — watch the neighbour's cat, you frickin' asshole!]

"Gotta bleed till I can't take no more!"

[F-tssssssh! F-tssssssssssshhhh!]

"What the hell you doin' to my cat, you weirdo gimp queen?"

[uh oh — it's your neighbour]

"Hey listen. Sorry I bust the head offa your cat while I wuz punishin' myself with this belt, but dontcha know I'm a no-good loser intent on REPENT, gonna do better for myself in the future?"

"F*ck you, you goddamn murderer! Twinky Tits was a pedigree SPHINX house cat, and now you've ripped her head off with your freaky sex games!"

"Hey, no, listen — I'm a writer. Just working to improve my motivational skills for the good of humanity, by yanno whippin' the f*ck outta my own ass."

[F-tssssshhhh!]

"Jesus, gal! You darn near took my eye out. What are ya? Crazy?"

"No. Really. It's not like that. Trust me. I'm gettin' carried away here, I know. And mebbe I shoulda gone with shorter nails, but when I told the store guy I was makin' with the motivational, he just handed over the longest nails in the store for nothin' and asked would I Facebook him. Closest thing my no-good ass has had for praise this side of Christmas, so I ran straight home and made with the positive, with like a hammer WHACK and then another WHACK till I had maybe six or seven of those ten inchers in the buckle holes, then I stripped to the waist and beat the f*ck outta myself like crazy. And yanno what? F*ck your eyeball, and f*ck your sh*tty ole cat, but I'm feelin' real good about myself right now, and I DON'T CARE! I done bad, and now I'm done saved. So to hell with your prissy ass, loser."

[F-tsssshhh! F-tsssshhhh!]

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Hey — still a naive & opera2mystic noob round here.

Is this how the deal works?