Self-pity in its early stages is as snug as a feather mattress.
Only when it hardens does it become uncomfortable.
It is only a step from boredom to disillusionment, which leads naturally to self-pity, which in turn ends in chaos.
If it weren't the problem of politics for me, it would be another.
And yet, sometimes it's so difficult. And I feel sorry for myself. And then hate myself for this feeling of self-pity.
I tell people to monitor their self-pity. Self-pity is very unattractive.