I have no problem. With fooling myself. Because I do it
mostly. To make me feel better. About myself.
Could be. That I’m unhappy. When really I fooled myself into thinking
(and believing) that I am happy. Yes, I
have become a master. At the art of being happy. By completely bamboozling myself.
Of course, it’s easier for me to persuade me to be happy. Than it would be for
me to convince some of my obstinate unhappy friends to feign happiness. Though
I occasionally accept the challenge. After all, it’s an extraordinary opportunity for me to practice my skills as a brilliant
and natural born psychotherapist. --Jim Broede
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