Debilitate: (v) to make weak or feeble; enfeeble
To maintain the sanctity of your ego, it is essential to never leave your house.
In your own abode, where you have a favorite chair, a favorite book and a favored spot for almost everything, you can rule, reign and convince yourself that you are superior in many suspicious formats.
But once you step from the safety of your net, you will run across other members of the human race who can outdo you in everything that you once thought would win you the gold.
There are times I’m convinced I’m a really good singer.
Then I go and hear someone who really knows how to sing.
I might fancy myself to be a good speaker—until I am enthralled by the speech from an orator.
It doesn’t have to debilitate me.
I don’t need to be the best to participate.
That is, unless I’ve convinced myself that the presence of competition is an insult to the glory of my anointing.
Most debilitation happens somewhere between the eyes and ears on the way to the brain. It’s that short journey—where we take what we see, parse what we’ve heard and condemn ourselves—because we are made less because someone has more.
This has caused wars.
It perpetuates divorce.
And it has rendered politics and religion completely unacceptable to pursue or discuss—because all that is derived is strife.
Life does not debilitate me.
It just explains that I’m not alone and I very well may not be top dog.