Poor me, poor me, pour me another drink.
A simple reminder for me that self-pity is self-destruction. It’s all to easy to feel sorry myself when things aren’t going the way I want them to. Self-pity slowly erodes my sobriety and could eventually lead to another drink. Once I recognize I’m on the pity pot, it’s time for action. For me, the easiest way to get out of self is to do something for someone else. A good deed serves two purposes, it serves as a distraction to get me out of self and it makes me feel good about helping someone else. Sometimes that good deed I do for someone else also goes toward repairing some of the wreckage of the past too.