Have you ever gone out, thinking that you looked smashing, only to see pictures later on that make you reel in horror? Or taken a casual glance in the mirror and gasped at what you saw, a great big piece of salad stuck to your teeth from lunch, 5 hours ago?
Occasionally, I get that kind of shock from an offhand glance at my character. Then I am left thinking “Do others see that?!?” . The most common thing that I see in myself is pride.
Pride, pride, pride, pride, pride, pride, pride. Pride.
I hate it. I hate that I often find myself thinking that I know more or am better at something. Not only is it sinful, but 99.9% of the time, I am completely WRONG.