Publisher's Synopsis
We know we need to be kind to others. To declutter and meditate and hit the gym and get sh*t done and be an outstanding partner, friend, lover, and coworker. But all of this growth and productivity and self-help advice assumes we can even get out of bed in the morning, that we aren't one of the millions of people today who are depressed, anxious, suicidal, heartbroken, lost, and/or downright miserable. Kamal Ravikant knows misery well. In 2011, the company Kamal had spent the last ten years of his life nurturing and growing, suddenly and embarrassingly went under. He experienced a profound depression, the kind that made him physically ill and bedridden. The only source of light in this darkest moment was a meditation, a chant that came to him and provided the only source of comfort he could muster: I love myself.
