I often look back at my childhood and wonder what on God's green earth I was thinking. How did a social outcast who hunted squirrels and hid in leaves for attention during middle school recess turn out so normal. It's times like these I remind myself that only a divine being could change my fate from possible mass murdering psychopath, to a gregarious blogger. There are many things I regret about my past and wish I had done differently but my belief system is not one of them. Often times we forget the views we held as children were more pure than the ones we hold now.
Who here thought to themselves as kids, "I am definitely going to smoke cigarettes when I grow up." Probably no one. As we grow up we make more excuses for compromising our values. Psychology calls this cognitive dissonance which is defined as discomfort within an individual who holds a belief and performs a contradictory action. When we can't change what we do, we change how we feel about it. Smoking suddenly goes from the worst thing in the world to not so bad.
