Recently, Len and I spent the day walking all over downtown Boise. We got in our 10,000 steps and then some.
Most of you know that last December (2018), I “Cut the CRAP.” I eliminated Caffeine, Refined sugar, Alcohol, and Processed food from my diet.
However, during our walkabout, we stopped at “The Chocolate Bar—Fine Handcrafted Chocolate” (the epitome of decadence) and selected two White Chocolate Margarita Drops—one each.
Did I feel guilty? Not in the least. This was a tiny exception, not the rule.
But guilt does serve a purpose. It’s there to alert us when we aren’t congruent with our values, to nudge us back to our best self.
It’s okay to have guilt. The issue is when guilt leads to a spiral of shame, self-loathing, and depression.
I’m currently traveling, so I’ve turned off comments for this post. I’ll be back with an interactive post next Tuesday.
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When was the last time you felt guilty?