Lately I had fallen into an extremely addictive trap which is extremely common.. It goes by the name of self pity. I am sure most of us have found ourselves drowing in it at some point in time. It can become such a habit to feel sorry for one’s self and strut around with a martyr-like expression.. But then I discovered wallowing in self pity was falling into a bottomless pit..There’s just no end to it..
It might be such a seductive thing to pout and look all woebegone; crib and become a victim of one’s circumstances but at the end of it all where does it leave you ? No where to be precise.. I am finally starting to snap out of it .. it really is no fun being a tragedy queen for long 🙄