We crave to know more, do more, have it all. First, you have to admit to yourself what I just wrote. Yup – if you don’t fess up and come clean about the disease of more, then there’s no helping you. Okay, right now your mental clock ticks through the microseconds as you decide.
Bam…you’ve made it to this sentence. That means you’re in. For sure, if you’ve made it this far, you’re willing to concede that you’ve victimized yourself. You’ve made yourself vulnerable to and nurtured the disease of more. You’re reading, your mind, deep inside, intrigued. It doesn’t want to stay infected with the insatiable hunger for more.
As a depth psychologist of forty years, I’ve treated the unconscious mind of hundreds of patients. The disease of more, if you open your heart and let yourself see, is there. It lurks like an alleyway predator whispering, Psssst, buddy have I got a deal for you. It lures then hooks. The disease of more is an unconscious dynamic that generates pure misery. Fortunately, misery doesn’t square with one’s deeper and authentic self.
Inevitably, if we succumb to the disease of more, there’s trouble. It may give us what we want up front – that rush of the impossible becoming possible – but then time to pay up. The first to go are relationships. They’re hurt. Fracturing starts, maybe split-ups. Then productivity gets a jolt because what goes up must come down. Last of all, we figure out we’ve gone the wrong way. We’ve expected too much and gone too high. Down in the dumps and sobbing bad tears happen sure as summer monsoons.
Good news is, we can learn from experience. That way we don’t keep doing the same thing repeatedly expecting a payoff when all there’s been are dead ends. We stop, reflect, turn within. Deep feeling states, dreams, those who care about us can help us listen and learn. Curing the disease of more is inevitable if we listen and learn from our missteps, and do it for life.