I’m so tired and ashamed of still being stuck in the weight gain-weight loss cycle. I’ve been fighting with it for years and it feels like, at some point, whether it’s reasonable or not, it must say something about me.
Your intentions matter, but they aren’t the primary factor in determining who you will be. Your circumstances play a much larger role in determining the things you learn, the skills you acquire, and the things you value.
My first time going axe throwing I was terrible at it. I only managed to sink the axe into the target maybe 20% of the time. I threw a lot of axes that went sideways and just bounced off. It felt ridiculous. I was so self-conscious about it that I didn’t even notice the same thing was happening to everyone else.
What happens if you look at it backwards?
There’s something to be said for stability, predictability and security.
Adult mayflies can’t eat. They live for as long as it takes them to starve, and then they die. In most cases that’s about a day.
I’m going to make myself a nice, laminated Things To Do When Something Is Wrong checklist, with all the usual self-care suspects on it. Then, since I would normally make that kind of thing and then ignore it, I’m going to give copies to everyone I know and give them the ability to enforce it on me anytime they deem it necessary or useful or even funny.
What’s the difference between a goal, an intention, an aspiration, a value, a resolution, a plan and a task list?
It’s funny: no matter how much I take on, it seems like I still waste a lot of time. How much damn time is there in a day, anyway? How much of it do I really need to spend relaxing?