How bad must we mess up for the sake of feeling a sense of accomplishment and achievement?
If only there was a set of instructions to living life, no, make that the best life. Right?
A simple instruction such as leaving if your partner if they ill treat you, a simple instruction such as quitting smoking when you are pregnant, a simple instruction such as quitting alcohol when you have liver problems. I could go on and on about how simple instructions are, after all they tell you what to do.
Why then is it so difficult to follow simple instructions? We always complain about not knowing what to do or not knowing how to do something, but when we are told how to do something we either mess it up or we don’t do it at all.
Could it be that we are a people who love being lost? So that when we finally decide to follow the simple instruction we can feel a sense of accomplishment and achievement?
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