Where it came from: i think it permanently became part of me in 9/1995 when I picked my mom and her husband up at the hospital from a suicide attempt she had. My mother’s husband, Phil, was not a good husband, but a bad person who was great at being manipulative.
My new code: "I am not a failure. Being told ‘if you ever do that again (call 911 after picking up my cousins wife and bringing her back to help when my mother attempted suicide and I found her) " I’ll shove your teeth down your throat.
My Future Self statement: "I am the kind of person who wants to break free from the self condemning person I’ve become and be the fun witty guy who is that way because that’s who he is, not another mask to wear" Debugging in progress...