There is nothing quite so elegant as the moment in which one discovers in himself the raging evidence of relational double standards. A crushing blow dealt to rampant egocentrism. And yet there continues to exist that mildly nauseous feeling, part jealousy, part feeling betrayed and part knowing that I, myself, by my own relational style, encourage this very sort of behavior. Floundering in the sticky truth am I.
Most hypocrites, I think, never truly experience that moment. You have self-awareness!