Do you ever tell yourself something so often that you come to believe it's true, even if it really isn't? I do this a lot. I don't mean to. Maybe it's like positive reinforcement or something. Fake it 'til you make it, I guess. But sometimes I think it's nice to just be nice to yourself. I'm going to share a series of fictional statements and then counter them with the truth. And then you tell me which one is better.
I try to eat healthy as much as I can and exercise.
I drink wayyyyy too many Cokes and Frappuccinos and not enough water or Kale-smoothie-green-
grossnessgoodness. And when ice cream calls, I always answer.
I'm not the best mom in the whole world, but I'm doing pretty OK with my kids.
I can't remember how many days it's been since we did anything educational. Sure, watch TV for hours. I'll be over here reading. Or eating.
I'm going to write a novel this year. A first draft, from start to finish. And it shall be glorious.
I scrapped everything I wrote previously and am starting over and am already over it and I barely feel like writing anything.
I'm going to stop being a hermit all the time and actually go out and do stuff. With people. And have fun and not be grumpy.
I could go on, but I think you get the point. Fiction just sounds so much nicer. I can say anything to myself. Fiction self to me: "You are a pretty unicorn princess." Me to fiction self: "Awww, you're the best. You're right, I totally am. *glitter sparkle rainbow weeeeee*"
So, I guess the moral of the story is....... I have no idea. Just let me keep being a pretty unicorn princess and all will be right with the world.
*This post was inspired by the weekly writing prompt from The Figment Forum.*