I know there are things I should be doing, that I am not. I know there are things I shouldn't be doing that I am. The interesting part to me is how I rationalize behaving badly.
I have made an effort through the years to be the same person at all times. My argument was that if you can do this, than you are always true, always the real you.
Recently, I feel like there are two versions of me roaming around. I'm not the same person all the time. (Maybe this is an unattainable goal.) I like one manifestation of myself much better than the other. I guess the key might be to be as complete a person as possible.
I don't like the me I see today. I'm unproductive, sarcastic and manipulative. None of these are traits I would accept in a friend. Why do I accept them in myself?
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