Miss → Kiss → Recommit

When inconsistency is the disease—and that’s the best way I’ve found to describe neurodivergence—sticking with any program, even one that works, can be hard. Not impossible. Just hard.

Nobody’s perfect, though many of us still chase the fantasy. If you manage perfection, I applaud you. I’m no longer in that business. I’m in the business of consistency.

Consistency comes with limitations (there are no rules, only limitations). One of them is that you’ll miss sometimes. The perfection crowd treats a miss like a verdict: I missed, so I’m done.
I don’t practice that. I practice affection, not perfection.
A miss is data—evidence that I’m growing.

When you treat a miss as proof you showed up, it becomes tuition, not tragedy. That’s the lesson.

In my framework, the Glass Box, a miss is a kiss from your future self. Your future you knows how hard you’re working and loves you for it. That future self is your biggest cheerleader—unconditional, even when you can’t love yourself.

Seen through that lens, a miss isn’t collapse. It’s an embrace and an invitation: receive the kiss, then recommit.

Recommitment is what makes consistency work. Without it, you’re only proving the perfection crowd right. That’s the real crossroads: recommit or quit.
Recommit, and the journey continues tomorrow. Quit, and you confirm every old negative thought.

But here’s the magic: when you recommit, you send your future self a hug through time. That future self is already rooting for you.

You get to be right either way.
Choose wisely.