Throughout my life, the transcendental image of goodness has always been pervasive, in both my inner world and also how I conduct my behaviour. I grew up with the image of Jesus Christ, and although I was always quite agnostic as a child, and I am not religious now, this figure would be similar to the standard of goodness that guides me in my life.
When I do what I concieve to be wrong, or when I hurt others, I solemnly repent. It's a feeling I can only describe as an immense whole body sickness, and my thoughts seem to be on fire.
I don't think in such black/white terms as I used to, and I'm a lot easier on myself now then I used to be, but doing "the wrong thing" still effects me the way it always has.
What personal standards/"images" do you hold yourself to? and what happens when you don't "live up to" your own standards?