Objectively, I've actually done quite a bit of interesting and ambitious things. None have made me a ton of money, but I cannot honestly say that I ever expected any of them would (or did I?). And yet despite these modest successes I still hear the voice of my depression telling me that none of it matters; I'll never be good enough. Anytime I think of things for which I should be proud, it puts a "but..." behind it that tells me how my achievements don't matter. Yeah, I did this great thing...but (the demon whispers) it really wasn't that great of a success because of (insert stupid reason). So I've decided to turn that around, to rebut the but, if you will. All I have to do is repeat the achievement. It goes something like this:
I patented an invention...but (demonic whisper) it's just a gadget ...but (positive me) I PATENTED AN INVENTION.
I wrote a book...but (demonic whisper) you only self-published...but (positive me) I WROTE A BOOK!
I became a licensed architect... but (demonic whisper) lots of people have... but (positive me) I BECAME AN ARCHITECT!
You see, it doesn't matter if your achievements are large or small, common or exceptional. They are still your achievements and you have the right to enjoy them.
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