Everyone knows the critic. I don’t mean “a” critic, but “THE” critic. The one who spews comments all the time, about how you need to change, improve and, really, be perfect. The one who knows all of your inadequacies and loves to play them up. The one who lives inside your head.
I’ve decided to give mine a face. The next time I get a “negative” thought (as in… 30 seconds from now), I’ll try to imagine it coming from that mouth – with a big bubble on top of it.