I have a good friend who, in one of his reflective moments, said I tended to “victimize” myself. And as I pondered on the truth of his words, I couldn’t help but recall those times when I felt small and neglected and ignored. Like a victim. That this feeling inside of me is created by my own doing is an astounding discovery for me.
Do we, over time, fall into a certain pattern of feeling? Like I feel happy when I see a rainbow, but when leaves fall off the trees I feel sad.
But a feeling is not a habit. Or is it?