Self pity can sometimes be a curse - which is what I realized sometime in the middle of last year. When everything I worked on was turned against me, when every person I believed in played a part in bringing about my worst nightmare, I first thought self pity was my best friend.
But slowly, it began to dawn on me that if others had hurt me badly once, self pity was helping me dig my own grave. Trapped in the past, I could not see my way forward. To believe the best of myself and try to move on, one tiny step at a time, though, has helped me out of it. I will not say I have gotten over it completely - but at least if not the war, a battle has been won over self pity!
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