As I read through this seemingly bottomless Mary Poppins bag of goodies that positive illusions could apparently bring—deeper sense of well-being, more success at work and in relationships, even better physical health—it dawned on me that perhaps my dad had steered me astray with his insistence on nose-to-the-ants humility. Perhaps the greatest gift ever bestowed on us by evolution is the ability to believe we are more powerful than we are.
I really hate this. The greatest gift we have is to aknowledge the struggles of the people around us, and further, people we will never know and meet. The desire to do things for them and to work to understand other worldviews is so powerful, and the reason i bring that up is that it feels almost antithetical to self-importance. You need to try to live in the rational world
