I used to call myself stupid and hate myself for it until I figured out that a lot of the stupidity was due to none other than that rascal, PRIDE. Just now, I didn’t get some information understood over the phone and started calling myself stupid again. Then I thought about it, and thought “Call them back and clear up the misunderstanding.” So I did and it was all so very easy. But I think I used to walk away when I didn’t understand and that made a lazy, anxious mind. When I was really little, I didn’t have the words to explain that I didn’t understand, but now I do.