We tend to think of self-compassion as being self-indulgent, as coddling ourselves and shirking responsibility. We think it means letting pleasure exclusively dictate our decisions and our days.
And we see self-compassion as useless, even harmful. We think that if we put down the whip, we’ll be whittled down to some lazy, slothful, unsuccessful weakling, to someone we definitely don’t want to be.
But self-compassion is none of these things. And we don’t need the whip. We can set it down. We can toss it in the trash. And let it go. Permanently.
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