I can’t help but wonder, when you go to war with yourself, who wins?
As usual I learn things the hard way, like finding out there is a better way to be disciplined than “Just Do It.” Constantly trying to force myself to change not only didn’t get results, it sent me on a downward spiral of self-hatred. I sought peace in my life, yet was constantly at war with myself.
For weeks I had been white knuckling it past the gas station on the way home after work. I was trying to quit picking up a six-pack every night, yet continuously found myself popping open a bottle while exiting the gas station parking lot.
That’s when the inner critic’s voice became louder.
“You’re broken.”
“You’re weak.”
“You’re a failure, just like your mom.”
“You are so selfish, you don’t really care about your family if you are going home drunk to them.”
“You have no self-discipline.”
Sometimes my inner critic’s voice sounds just like my dad’s voice, “You gotta toughen up, son.”
I had been trying to force myself into sobriety for months, and it just wasn't working. Why couldn't I just be more disciplined?
We praise self-discipline. We strive for it, admire it, even envy it in others. But what if much of what we call "discipline" is actually a form of self-tyranny?
What if the way we try to control ourselves—through shame, punishment, suppression—looks less like healthy leadership and more like dictatorship? Dominance and submission games have their place in the bedroom for those of particular tastes, but methinks it might get old when you are doing it solo, playing both dominant and submissive roles I might add, over an extended period.
People who live in democratic societies typically despise tyrannical dictatorships, yet we try to lead ourselves and become disciplined through self-tyranny and authoritarianism.
The Problem with Tyranny (Even Internally)
Authoritarian rule in history—think Stalin, Hitler, Mussolini—produced obedience, yes, but at what cost? Creativity was crushed. Dissent was dangerous. People hid their truth. Famine, fear, and silence reigned, and it didn’t take long for each regime to come crumbling down.
Now think about your inner world. How many times have you tried to conquer a part of yourself that you judged unworthy? Tried to kill off the inner critic, drown out the saboteur, silence the childlike part of you that just wanted to rest?
We often wage war on our own minds, thinking that if we can just beat the bad parts into submission, we’ll finally become who we’re meant to be.
But here’s the truth: when we govern ourselves through internal dictatorship, we don’t become more disciplined—we become more divided. We go to war with ourselves.
Real-Life Self-Tyranny
A high-achieving professional sets a 5 a.m. wake-up time every day. If they hit snooze or sleep in, they internally berate themselves: “You’re lazy. No wonder you’re not more successful.” This is self-tyranny masked as "discipline." It’s conditional self-worth.
Someone trying to eat healthier has one “off” meal—fast food after a long day—and immediately launches into a mental barrage: “You’ll never change. You’re weak.” That's an internal dictatorship. It removes context and erases compassion.
You avoid rest because your inner taskmaster says rest is lazy, and if you’re lazy then you aren’t worth anything.
You fight cravings for alcohol, junk food, or screens with white-knuckled resistance—and eventually give in harder than ever.
A person passionate about painting locks their creative part away because it "doesn’t make money." Every time inspiration surfaces, it's drowned out with “Grow up. Be practical.”
And worst of all: when you "fail," you don’t reflect. You punish.
Exiling Parts of the Self
At a conference I attended, the gentleman on stage was talking about a visualization he performed. He had his inner critic, “walk the plank.” He said, “drowning him made him quiet for a little while, but I know he’s going to be back, so I’ll fight that battle again!”
I shook my head, sad that conquering parts of ourself and fighting internal battles seems to be popular opinion on how to change our behavior. Yet I empathized, because I was there, too.
Through the experience with quitting alcohol, I realized it is impossible to have any peace inside if I was constantly going to war with myself.
You can’t kill off parts of yourself. You can only exile them. And exiled parts don’t disappear—they wait. They sabotage. They fight for control in other ways.
Autopilot takes over and you find yourself:
-Leaving the gas station, bottle in hand.
-Binging on junk food again.
-Mentally checking out, binge watching Netflix or doom-scrolling social media.
-Performing “retail therapy,” buying useless frivolities, when you painstakingly created a budget only days before.
-Making your inner critic walk the plank time and time again.
It’s like a choose your own addiction adventure!
How I Quit Drinking
I noticed trying to beat myself into submission wasn’t working, so I decided to change tactics. I asked myself what that part of me that was craving alcohol after a long, hard day at work needed.
What I heard back was you are burnt to a crisp. You’re exhausted because you have been neglecting your needs. You are spent because you just spent twelve hours putting out metaphorical fires all day, taking care of everyone else’s emergencies. You are stressed out because you are trying to do it all yourself.
Here is what listening to my inner voices sounds like:
I started delegating more even though my “you need to be the superhero” voice was speaking up. I acknowledged its need to feel important, and let it know that the business would be better off if others took more ownership of their roles in the company. That voice relaxed.
I started taking more breaks throughout the day, even though my, “you’re a lazy piece of shit” voice was still loud. I let it know that I hear you, but we would be more productive if we took breaks. That voice calmed down.
I started having snacks an hour or two before leaving work so I wouldn’t be so depleted, even though my, “you’re going to get fat” voice was screaming at me. I asked if it thought alcohol was a better choice. It whole-heartedly agreed that a protein snack was a significantly better choice.
All the sudden I found myself driving right by the gas station, dignity intact.
This is what self-democracy looks like. All the voices get the opportunity to speak and be heard. Then we find a way we can get each of their needs met in a way that serves the whole.
From Self-Tyranny to Self-Democracy
Family Systems Theory tells us we’re made of parts. The critic. The rebel. The child. The achiever. The one who wants to lie down and quit.
A tyrant tries to silence these voices. A self-democrat gives them a seat at the table.
When we ask, "What do you need?"—something beautiful happens. Those parts stop acting out. The rebel doesn’t need to sabotage, because they feel respected. The critic doesn’t need to scream, because it’s been heard. Even the scared inner child gets what it never had…compassion.
And when that happens, something shifts:
All the voices align. The inner war quiets. The energy that was spent on suppression becomes available for creation.
This is where true self-discipline is born—not from "have to" but from "want to."
From Have-To to Get-To
You no longer work out because you’re ashamed of your body. You work out because your body is your teammate. You don’t meditate because you “should.” You meditate because it feels good to be with yourself.
You move from obligation to ownership. From duty to desire. From have-to to get-to.
This is what happens when you stop being your own dictator and become your own leader.
You exercise because you want to care for the vessel that is your body.
You eat right because you want to be in a good mood, so that you can perform at a level that you know you are capable of.
You go to sleep on time because you want to wake up clear, strong, and ready to meet the day with energy and purpose.
You stop checking out and numbing yourself because you want to be present for your life, to feel what needs to be felt, and to tend to your real needs with compassion instead of avoidance.
These aren't acts of control.
They're acts of connection.
Not I have to, but I get to.
Not because I’m broken, but because I’m worth it.
Discipline and Tyranny in Parenting
These concepts aren’t just for our internal world. My parenting started as authoritarian.
As a new parent, I thought punishment created change. When my kids misbehaved, I would punish them, even though I had a sick feeling in my stomach when I did so. I would stay the course anyway. I thought that was what was needed to correct their behavior.
But it didn’t. My kids kept doing the same things…they just got sneakier. They felt the need to lie when they misbehaved. I received grudging compliance sometimes, resentment most times, and rebellion the rest of the time.
When I shifted to compassion—respect, acknowledgment, presence—they changed. Not because I scared them into submission. But because they felt seen.
Only after they were seen and made to feel safe were they willing to hear my why.
They started taking ownership. They told the truth. They course-corrected on their own. That’s what real discipline looks like: internal alignment, not external control.
Final Thought
The gas station is still on my route home. But now I drive past it not because I'm forcing myself to, not because I'm afraid of what will happen if I don't, but because I genuinely want to. I want to be present for my family. I want to wake up clear-headed. I want to be proud of the person staring back at me in the mirror.
Many Americans recoil at the idea of dictatorship. "How dare they oppress their people!"
But we oppress ourselves all the time. It works, but only for a short time at a high cost.
It’s time to adopt a new model.
Self-discipline doesn’t mean force. It means leadership. It means care. It means democracy—where every part of you is heard, and your Higher Self gets to lead with clarity, strength, and love..
And when that happens?
You no longer have to force yourself to change. You want to.
Thanks for reading! No AI systems were harmed during the writing of this article.
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Self Discipline, Slaying Dragons, and Responsibility with Ken Mossman
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Some people regard discipline as a chore. For me, it is a kind of order that sets me free to fly.
Julie Andrews ·
I enjoyed this article. I reminded of a concept that I used to play with. You call it Self-Dictatorship (sometimes thought of as self-discipline) to Self-democracy. The way I used to play with self discipline, which was a lot how you hold self-dictatorship in this article, was to flip the word discipline, by looking at the roots of the word it self. Discipline’s root is Disciple. So what if I became a Self-Disciple or a Disciple to myself. Not in terms of egoism, by in terms of loving my self, as I might love something greater than myself. When I do that, those past hard things, I had to white knuckle myself through, became what you call, “get too’s”. I get to do it, I desire to do, because I truly love and hold my self as worth of that love. Self-Discipleship