What was the best compliment you’ve received?
I love compliments.
I am a vain person. Not a vainglorious one but definitely vain.
My wife says I am quite narcissistic. Perhaps I am too.
Having spent my entire life suffocated under Harkonnen-grade layers of fat, and after painstakingly digging myself out of the early grave I was eating my way into, I revel, I am overjoyed and take great pride in my new physique.
It’s all self-serving: my workouts, my struggle with overeating, my health, my life. I am in this regimen for life.
I need compliments like trees need water. They serve a purpose. They reward the pleasure centers of my brain as good as any coke, heroin or sugar fix does.
The best compliment I get is “You look good, man!”
And guess what, folks, I am not too modest to acknowledge, crave, and soak it in like a plant takes in sunshine in order to engage in photosynthesis.
The only difference between me and a plant is that I take in compliments and instead of producing O2, I continue to do the good stuff that makes me healthy and happy.
Piece of advice: find your own healthy way forward and be honest with yourself. Why do you do it?
Would you do it if you were the last person on Earth? If not, then your honesty warms my heart.
Compliments work because we are social beings. It’s All in the Eyes of the Beholder.
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