Very few people would ever admit to being prejudiced.

We recoil at the thought because our history has demonstrated in the most painful terms that prejudice is toxic to our souls.

Prejudice puts people in a box. It’s a form of slavery. Nobody wants to be a party to that.

The question is, are you prejudiced toward yourself?

I can’t lift that. That box is too high for me. I’m fat. I’m stupid. I’m not worth it.

You would never say these things about others but you say them to yourself.

Your thoughts about yourself can be shackles or wings.

Choose.