Diary [3]

Doing it (bad).

But still doing it.

Hello friends,

Today, I’m supposed to publish something to stay consistent. The problem is, I have plenty of ideas when I’m not supposed to do anything. BUT when I have a deadline, well, that’s what I have in my head, ——— a dead line.

Nonetheless, I’m here writing because my Notion page told me so.

Quote:

“IMPOTERANT! perfectionism has no space in here. nothing has to be perfect. i need to get shit done,. it doesn’t matter if i don’t have the perfect picture for every post. it doesn’t matter if i am not in my ideal shape. quality will improve gradually, i don’t need to have/be the best since day 0, i don’y want to be always at day 0, constantly getting ready till everything is perfect.”

— me, myself, who else could write this shit.

I wrote it, and I’ve left all the typos on purpose. Just to trigger myself a bit more. And you now.

But that’s the truth—the root of my immobility is my disorganized perfectionism. Or at least, that’s what my subconscious is using as an excuse to not get things done.

On another note, I deleted the time limit on my phone the day after I published the previous article, BUT I’ve kept planning my days. I’ve found that if I plan my day the evening before, it’s way better than planning a whole week. That way, I can add all the tasks I need to do that day and get myself motivated ahead of time. Plus, I have the flexibility to add things I feel like doing without forcing myself too much—or not at all.

I’m still jobless, with no interviews on the horizon. Which, if I had money, wouldn’t be that bad. And you might say, “EH, YOU DON’T SAY!”

Eheheh.

I’m sorry, this is only my third article, and it’s horrible, but I had to publish it, or I’ll never become a consistent person.

Next Tuesday, we’ll meet again with something a bit more structured and planned—not this rambling.

Love, byeeee.

G.