Sometimes when something feels like it’s wrong with me, I want to blame someone else for how it got that way. I want to make sense of it, get the pieces to hang together or create some sort of story as to how things got this way so that I’ll feel less baffled and alone in my pain. But blame is a never ending cycle that becomes preoccupying and actually sends my energy outwards. If I could accept with some level of simplicity that this is just where I am, perhaps I could marshal my own inner resources to get better or make small, positive changes. When I blame I get into a habit of mind that just isn’t self nourishing. I feel myself with resentment rather than encouragement. I drain my strength and throw it outwards just at that moment when I need it to sustain me on the inside.