What a Wretch I Am (But I Needn't Be)

I am, and have been on many occasions, a deeply flawed, disappointing, selfish, shortsighted, lazy, and base example of a human being. Some of this comes from being born in a particularly ignorant age, especially an age such as ours which believes itself the pinnacle of human heights and endeavor. Some of it comes from a natural human inclination to orient oneself toward the lazy overvaluing of physical comfort and ease (though this often comes at the expense of spiritual comfort and ease.) Largely, however, these patterns of behavior are simply moral failings on my part, and the overwhelming majority of it is simply my own fault and doing.

Therein, however, lay hope: if it is all my own fault and my own doing, then it lies within my own power to rectify virtually all of it. I have never acted in malice or true evil – at worst, my most deplorable actions were simply functions of selfishness, laziness, or some combination thereof. Indeed, this means I can fix all of it with moral discipline and spiritual fortitude.