The Ugliest Mirror: When Self-Reflection is the Only Way Out

The key to true freedom is buried in a very dark place

My weaknesses:

I am selfish and insecure.

I‘m tenderly impatient with those who fail to grasp the gravity of a crucial moment.

When I am hungry, my impatience skyrockets.

I justify bathing in the intoxicating feelings of contempt by replaying every wrongful deed that had ever been done to me.

When I fail, I find it emotionally convenient to hold others responsible, no matter how absurd or illogical.

I have unrealistically high expectations of others, even strangers.

When someone falls short of my expectations, rather than offering a second chance, I permanently label that person as incompetent and unworthy.

My rage trigger has more freedom under the jurisdiction of my self-control than should be legally permitted, ever.

I suppress my personal frustrations to avoid conflict at the expense of my emotional health and integrity.

I often feel a sense of nobility when prioritizing others above myself. But in reality, I’m only ignoring the fact that it’s easier to act amenable than to face the uncharted consequences of speaking up.

I have an unquenchable obsession with attaining perfection.

When having a conversation with someone, I often find myself less engaged with what they’re saying and more occupied with how they’re saying it. In the end, I’m left with a useless anthology of subtle facial expressions and vocal tones—and no apprehension of the conversation itself.

I easily crack under pressure.

My hypersensitive nerves serve as a constant barrier between the actions I so beautifully execute in my head and the actions I so embarrassingly fumble in reality.

My strengths:

I face my weaknesses.