The Nine of Swords is like catching a glimpse of yourself in the mirror in a solemn moment: messy hair, furrowed brow, inner turmoil painting your appearance, and behind it, a vapid replay of thoughts in your mind. So dramatic.
There are a million ways to harm yourself and in various measures. Self talk is one of them and damn near the most important. Because if you can’t believe that you deserve love, and health and prosperity than none of those things will ever be yours.