“You’re right. Too much self-discipline will discourage your playful, wandering imagination. It’ll snuff out the flames of inspiration and creativity. And it’ll weigh you down with routines and logic. It simply isn’t ‘spiritual.’ But, then… neither is too little. Tallyho, The Universe”
“Self-discipline is like short-term pain but leads to long-term gains. The mistake many of us make is that we want the instant gratification, which often leads to long-term pain”
something is better than nothing. 5 minutes of work are better than zero. Just because you missed something on your schedule doesn’t mean you can’t still work on it, even for 5 minutes. Grow and build on this.
second drafts / reviews can be done after.
Don’t think you are going to do your very best work on the first try. Take the weight of perfectionism off your shoulders.
don’t think about doing it. just do it as fast as you can.
build on your productivity, not your failures.
If you come from a past of procrastinating and now feel motivated to change and discipline yourself, do NOT try to do everything at once.
if you have a set of different goals to accomplish, begin with the most important one. Wait until the rotine of working for that one settles in (you feel productive and comfortable-ish), and then begin with the next. Repeat.
this way you’ll be building your way up and not juggling everything at the same time, hoping everything works out.
be patient with yourself, you’ll get there!
set smaller deadlines for your goals
have monthly and weekly-ish deadlines
e.g. if you are doing a project, due 22nd Feb, set personal deadlines, like have Introduction written by 2nd Feb, have Methods written by 10th Feb, have project complete by 18th Feb.
take them as seriously as you possibly can, don’t miss out on yourself.
write realistic daily tasks and don’t stop until you finish them. after them you can do whatever you want
on writing realistic daily tasks, the secret is knowing you can only do so much in one day, but trusting you can accomplish everything in the course of any period of time (a week, or 2 weeks or a month, etc.) because you will combine the work from all these different days.
it’s very tempting to write down all the tasks you need to accomplish in one day to just get over with it, but the real deal is you won’t accomplish half of them. You’ll feel very unproductive then, wich leads to demotivation.
spread daily tasks in the time necessary.
have a consistent sleep schedule.
if your mind isn’t ready everything will fall apart.
have one rest day per week where you plan nothing, do whatever you want except studying. this can be harder than you expect!
(don’t forget these are effective only if you actually put them into practice! good luck babes!!)
This is an incredibly relatable post. Brilliant write up.
A few quotes:
I was always looking for the easy answer. . . . I was in constant search for my passion, for an easy way to make a living and for the meaning of my depressing life.
I was stuck in the frustration of not knowing what I wanted or what direction to head in. . . . I wanted nothing more than to figure it out. Or at least to have the confidence to believe in my pursuit whenever I did get some vague ideas.
While sulking about not having my dreams all figured out, I started to look into ways of making quick money, thinking that at least that would buy me some freedom and time.
But without passion or a why behind it, nothing worked.
I just saw dead ends everywhere I looked.
No matter how much I tried, or how much my friends offered helpful tips and suggestions, I only saw obstacles.
I couldn’t change jobs, because I didn’t have the right education or experience for the jobs I preferred. . . . When I was single, I couldn’t see how I would meet someone and when I was in a relationship, I only felt trapped.
I saw all the failures before they happened, so I did nothing.
For some inexplicable reason, it seemed easier to work hard at something I didn’t want, rather than to work at getting closer to where I wanted to go. Somehow, I thought that waiting for a brilliant solution to one day just fall from the sky and land in my lap, was the simplest path. That it was the shortcut.
I was so obsessed looking for the end goal, I never even started. I wanted to only do things that would lead me directly to my finish line. I thought everything else was a waste of time.
Just over two years ago something happened to shift my mindset. . . . Instead of focusing directly on an undefined goal, I started focusing on improvement.
Without that, I can’t get anywhere anyway, or even if I by some miracle would get somewhere, I wouldn’t be ready for it.
After this shift, I started setting up new daily routines, I started with super simple exercises, both physical and mental. . . . I do at least ten to fifteen things every day now that I never did before.
I may not have known, and I still don’t know, what my end goal is. I don’t know how I will make a living in the future or where I will live or who I will have around me.
I could have spent another couple of decades looking for the shortcut to these, but instead I am now doing everything I do because I want to be ready. I want to be strong, I want to seek out new ideas and opportunities.
Now, I spend hours, days and weeks on creative projects that nobody has asked for and that doesn’t give me any income at all. It brings me something much more valuable than money — it gives me skills, knowledge, new ideas ideas and satisfaction.
I seek out like-minded people. I am deep into the world that I want to live in, even though I can’t live there yet.
By taking this longer path, I am closer to the life I want than ever before. I am happier, more confident and calmer. I am more self-aware and I have learned much more than I could ever explain or have imagined. I get better ideas and they come to me more often.
When the Nazi concentration camps were liberated by the Allies, it was a time of great jubilation for the tens of thousands of people incarcerated in them. But an often forgotten fact of this time is that prisoners who happened to be wearing the pink triangle (the Nazis’ way of marking and identifying homosexuals) were forced to serve out the rest of their sentence. This was due to a part of German law simply known as “Paragraph 175” which criminalized homosexuality. The law wasn’t repealed until 1969.
I have reblogged this in the past, but it is so ironic that it comes across my dash right now. I a currently working as a docent at my city’s Holocaust Education Center (( I say currently because I’ve also done research and translation for them )) and out current exhibit is one on loan from the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum ((USHMM)). This is a little known historical fact that Paragraph 175 was not repealed after the war and those convicted under Nazi laws as a danger to society because they were gay were not released because they had be convicted in a court of law. There was no liberation or justice for them as they weren’t considered criminals, or even victims for that matter. They were criminals who remained persecuted and ostracized and kept on the fringes of society for decades after the war had been won. Paragraph175 wasn’t actually repealed until 1994. And it was only in May 2002, that the German parliament completed legislation to pardon all homosexuals convicted under Paragraph175 during the Nazi era. History has forgotten about these men and women — please educate yourselves so this does not happen again. Remember this history. Remember them.
This is one of the memorial sculptures in Dachau. It was erected in the early 60s and is missing the pink triangles. Because in the early 60s, homosexuality was still a crime in most of the world.
Our tour guide explained why the pink triangles have not been added later - if they were, then folks would assume that they had always been there. This way people ask “why aren’t there pink triangles?” and somebody can explain why - because in some ways, the rest of the world was as bass-ackwards as Nazi Germany.
Apparently, this wasnt taught in schools in the 70s-80s, cuz when I mentioned it to my mom, she had no idea that gays were held in concentration camps. She thought it was just jewish people.
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