A beautifully wise poem by Portia Nelson:
Chapter 1
I walked down the street. There’s a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in. I am lost. I am helpless
It isn’t my fault
It takes forever to get out
Chapter 2
I walked down the same street. There’s a deep hole in the sidewalk
I pretend I don’t see it
I fall in again. I can’t believe I am in the same place
But it isn’t my fault
It still takes a long time to get out
Chapter 3
I walked down the same street. There’s a deep hole in the sidewalk
I see it there
I still fall in. It’s a habit.
My eyes are open. I know where I am.
It is my fault
I get out immediately
Chapter 4
I walked down the same street. There’s a deep hole in the sidewalk
I walk around it
Chapter 5
I walk down another street.
Dr. Lisa Law, ClinPsyD 
