Had an ah ha moment tonight. Every scab I pick or zit I pop is a victory. A success. A way to feel good about myself many times a day. Searching out all the imperfections on my body, (a.k.a. my life) and fixing them – successfully, to make up for all my failures.
Financial failure, failed marriage, failed at becoming successful and having a happy life, failed at motherhood and housekeeping, failed businesses, yo-yo weight loss failure, failed to attract a healthy relationship and love life, failed at staying off anti-depressants, failing at grasping technical classes at college, failed at staying out of debt, failed at finding a career I can be passionate about. Basically a failure at life – period! Now what?