Realism

Some kind of fealty to my inner projected self is necessary, if only to stop the whole world becoming unmoored.  But the courage to face up to what’s there and say, ‘no, this is not quite right – not right at all’ and then move onwards is something I seek.  If not an Adlerian ‘courage to be disliked’, then a more neutral strength to steer my immediate atavisms and more humdrum urges to a more real truth.  ‘I don’t need to be that person’ is the summary, but the empty and open question after is ‘well, what next?’