Why do babies cry when they’re tired? Why not just go to sleep? It’s not like they have anything else to do. They can just fall asleep whenever.
You do a thousand things every day without thinking about any single one of them. How? Through experience. You did them over and over and eventually learned them so well you can do them in the dark. You can do them in your sleep.
Respect can’t be demanded. It has to be earned. If you don’t earn it, you’ll never have it. It’s genuine or it doesn’t exist.
I had an idea yesterday. It popped into my head out of nowhere and made me laugh out loud. I was so pleased with it I wrote it down.
Maximum self-care is probably not possible. Spending enough time on one aspect of yourself to totally maximize it will leave little time to work on the others.
Sometimes I wish I didn’t have feelings. I wish I was a 1950s dude, in a smart suit and tie with slicked-back hair and a robotic detachment from the feelings of others and myself. Out there doing whatever the fuck I want to and forcing the world to deal with the consequences. Letting it all build up until the repression and sociopathy boil over and I scream and tear a hole in the wall or rob a bank or buy a car I can’t afford and run to another country and assume a new identity and no one will ever find me because it’s 1950 and it’s still hard to track people down.
Take it from me: sometimes it’s better to just go to sleep than to try to deal with it right away.
Are you out to reinvent the wheel? Or is it worth learning from the people who went first? Both are fine, but you should be clear which one you’re going to work on. It’ll make starting a hell of a lot easier and more fulfilling if you start from the right place.
When all else fails, there are still a million things you haven’t tried yet. Think of one and try it. Maybe it’ll unstick you.
There’s almost never a really good reason to care about what someone else thinks. And the less you know a person, the less reason there is to care.