I have long thought that I try to be guided by my heart, mind and conscience. When something feels right, makes sense and is what a moral adult would do, I know I am probably making the right decision. But there still seems to be a self-destructive part of me that will tell me that it feels good enough, can be twisted so that it seems to make sense and could be justified in some way. There was recently a TV series here about the drug underworld in Australia in which the main supplier's girlfriend said that she long comforted herself with what her boyfriend told her about nobody really getting hurt, but eventually realised that everyone she knew got hurt. There is a saying that rationalisation is like masturbation in that you are only screwing yourself. |