I’m a lair.
In fact at the time of writing this, it’s 11.34am and I’ve lied three times already today…
Not little white lies, but big fucking lies that will come back to bite me in the ass later this week.
Let me explain:
Lie #1 – I’d get up at 6.30am.
… The truth is 6.30am rolled around and I thought fuck it, what harm is 10 more minutes.
Lie #2 – I’d train before Barney’s rugby practice.
… Didn’t happen. I’ve put it off till later this evening once Barney’s in bed.
Lie #3 – I’d spend “two seconds” checking book sales…
… Thirty four minutes later, I’m tweaking campaigns and emailing the media buyer.
… I mean fuck, if a man can’t keep his word to himself on the little things, what hope is their on the bigger stuff.
After-all, you have to start to consider the bigger impact on this kind of firsthand failure of trust.
Because here’s the rub and the big problem with the little mental lies we tell ourselves on a daily basis:
- You stop trusting you…
- You stop believing in you…
- You start double guessing you…
… And at a time when no one else seems to give a shit, that’s a worrying place for any self made man of value to be found.
Meaning today and moving forward this week, you, I, and the other smart ambitious men in this tribe would be wise to monitor the internal dialogue.
Making it your moral obligation to cut the crap and stop the self-induced falsehoods, affirmations and dangerous deceptions.
Starting to make a conscious effort of being a man of your word to who it matters most:
Make More. Provide More. Be More