We all have them. For some of us, it’s a single insistent voice. For others its more of a cacophony of voices, rising and falling according to the flow of the day and whatever perceived “success”, or lack thereof, we are having in the moment. Some of the voices are cruel, others inept or pitifully crying for attention, others hopeless and resigned. All of us have them and some of us have them all the time. Maybe we all have them all of the time, but have stopped listening, they are so wearisome.
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