I dwell on things until the rest of everything else falls apart. I hate that I over think, over analyze, and over conclude. I know most of it is in my head, but if I feel it then it's justified. Right? When I start to really think, I realize I am only hurting myself. At what expense? Then I feed the good wolf. And life is good again.
Always feed the good wolf. If you feed it first, you won't need to feed two wolves.
A Native American story...
One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, "My son, the battle is between two wolves.
One is Evil. It is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.
The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith.
The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, "Which wolf wins?"
The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."
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