Honestly?

Honesty; why is it so hard? That’s a more involved question than I have time to consider right now, but it arose out of a thought process that lead me to the following conclusion…

I have a habit of lying to myself, which is roughly as ridiculous as trying to look at myself with no reflective surface in sight.

It’s usually avoidance; lies of omission. I waste my energy by directing my focus and/or emotions towards a smaller component of the whole, ignoring the real problem, and that doesn’t help at all.

My current elephant in my room?

Jealousy.

Pointless…

Useless…

Somewhat pathetic…

Jealousy!