Tell the bitchy gripey voice to shut the fuck up: that's the voice that wants us to... spray poison on the lawn, eat high fructose corn syrup, sit brain dead in front of the tv, hate ourselves for not being perfect, please others instead of practice integrity, kiss ass and work jobs we hate, etc. That voice is fucked up. I hear it, too, but I've gotten much better at ignoring it since I've been growing weed...