Affirmations Smafirmations

At the end of my last counseling session my counselor asked me to do an affirmation. Now I am not a big fan of the affirmation. While there are probably countless studies and evidence to conclude that the affirmation does actually work to bolster ones self esteem, I can think of nothing more douche-baggy than telling my self in the mirror that I am GREAT. (Yes total mental image of good old Stuary Smalley).

But being that I am paying good money to confirm that I am in fact nutso and beyond all hope, I decided to play along with the counselor. She asked me to say "I am a precious treasure". Harmless enough until I get hung up on the word precious and immediately think of Precious Moments figurines. To which I start laughing like a hyena (pretty much literally sad to say) and can't get another word out without giggles.

So now when I think of affirmations all I can think of is "I am a precious moments figurine". Not quite what my counselor was going for I suspect. But I guess there are worse things than comparing oneself to those freakishly adorable kiddos with big tear drop eyes.