I have an iron will. If I point it in a certain direction it continues in that direction. It ploughs on through easy times and hard times. Relentlessly it pursues an aim that at some time in the distant past I thought was so important that I would chain my life to it.
Going to the gym, walking each day, not eating carbs. Whatever this thing is that i have decided is really important, I keep on doing until the world ends.
Or I change my mind.
Because I am insane, an idea that 5 minutes ago seemed impeccably right, now seems totally wrong. It is not my will that falters, my will demands that I continue on regardless of how ridiculous the idea is.
Eventually my will commences in-fighting. My will to be sane contends with my will to be consistent.
My noble aim of 5 minutes ago is a collateral casualty.
Will power is useless if you are in insane.
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