I’m embarrassed to acknowledge that it took decades of struggling with mean, negative voices in my head before I reminded myself that I was a social worker; how would I advise someone who came to me with the issue(s) I was struggling with? How would I suggest they respond to those destructive voices in our head that say: what’s the point? You’re a loser. You always screw up. If people only knew fucked up you are! Give up. What’s the point. You’re worthless.
As a social worker, I would passionately do battle with those voices in other people’s heads. Why was I still listening to that destructive verbiage that was always trying to bring me down? Those voices are still articulating destructive messages to me. But now, I remind myself that the best plans, strategies, and solutions I come up with only occur to me when I listen to the voices of logic, love, hope, and reason.