That is a TMS causer..
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seven_deadly_sins (Seven deadly sins - Wikipedia)
Tristitia or self pity, was one of the original 8 deadly sins. You can read about it on wikipedia. The Catholic church rounded it down to 7 because they like that number so much. I am probably more indulgent in that sin than in any other. Remember of course, 'sin' means to live life unskillfully. I use to wallow in it like laying in my own piss and it was all warm and fuzzy.... not knowing of course that it was setting me up for all sorts of RAGE later in life.
Self Pity would fall right into the roundhouse of 'Low self esteem' that Sarno discusses in HBP. That coupled with our impatience with people ,who are not particularly effective at what they do, creates a lot of inner RAGE.
It runs a little something like this "Wow.... poor me... My father died and left me all alone... I became a fuck-up and got a terrible start in life....My wife left me after 20 years of me working my ass off to support us...."
Ok. Now I am at work. There's a new kid on my crew.Young, married, Good looking, healthy, no apparent problems..and He's the Boss' son-in-law... "What the fuck is wrong with this kid? He has had everything in the world handed to him and he just won't focus... I have to constantly repair all of his work which steals time from my own projects. Fuck Him... he has had everything in life handed to him and he hasn't turned it into shit"
But.. I want to be a 'nice' guy so all of this stuff, the 'poor me' and the impatience with others is repressed (lest I snap...I am coping!)
and that is how TMS is born. In needs to distract me from that insane, cognitive dissonance.
The best way I have found to deconstruct it is to raise my awareness. First I need to lose 'my sad story'. I am me. My early life was colorful, though not particularly unique. ALL people have adversities they must overcome in their lives. I am glad I got a lot of mine out of the way early. Virtually all of my peers have lost their wives to divorce...it's the new cultural norm. I am not unique.
..and "Wow..this poor kid has a big shock coming. I think my continually covering up his mistakes is only prolonging his agony. I won't do it anymore. The next time he makes a mistake, I'll just leave it so the Boss can deal with it himself. It is 'His ' Problem."
I find that if I don't scribble this stuff down a couple times a week it backs up and then I get a little warning shot across my bow...of TMS. I got one this week. After sanding a floor on my hands and knees for 6 hours my ankle/leg started burning. (Sciatica)... not enough to hurt...just enough to get my attention. 20 years ago I would have been 'concerned' and sought a physical explanation.
Then I scribbled. I realized I was angry at my Boss for putting me on that project instead of the much more difficult one I wanted to be on. I was also concerned about doing a flawless job. I was also concerned about making my Son look Good because he was foreman on THAT project (the floor). I was also mad that the girl I was dating hadn't called me or come over since I had surgery on my Jaw last week (cosmetic). I was also mad that I got stuck watching my Brothers cats ON top of taking care of my 87 year old Mom.
woe is me? F That noise. It just is...but I have to acknowledge it or I might get a little unsolicited help from Mr TMS
I scribbled and it went away into the nothing-world where it belongs and has resided for 20 years of painfree warrior like lifestyle