Art of self-sabotage.

 

"Mastering the Art of Self-Sabotage: A Comedy of Choices"

Self-destruction is like having a personal cheerleader for all the worst choices. You’re sitting there, feeling fine, when suddenly your brain pipes up, “Hey, remember that embarrassing thing you did in high school? Let’s relive that!” It’s as if we’re auditioning for a reality show titled “How to Sabotage Your Own Happiness.”

Or it’s hilarious how we handle compliments. When someone says, “I love your outfit,” the response is often, “Oh, this old thing?” It’s like we’re all on a mission to downplay our awesomeness! Instead of just saying thank you, we dive into excuses,“I threw this on because I was late!” Why is accepting a compliment harder than running a marathon?

Then there’s the delightful ritual of procrastination. You tell yourself you’ll start that important project tomorrow, but somehow, “tomorrow” becomes a Netflix marathon that lasts a week. It’s like watching a slow-motion train wreck, and you’re the conductor, shouting, “Full steam ahead into chaos!” The reason that I could describe it too keen is that I've become one of the conductors in the train wreck..Gotta PPT to prepare, have to stop my train from the wreck. Bye.