how it feels knowing that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand and will not let you fall

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how it feels knowing that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand and will not let you fall

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Hello
I’m someone who struggles a lot A LOT with getting things done. and when your “make doing 60% your default” post showed up on my timeline it felt like a hug. because i have a tiny bully in my head who’s one of those wretched people who asks me to give my 100% every time and runs me dry.
but i, the loving me, struggle so much to get done with the 60% too. im scared shitless that when i do sit down to work I’ll discover that my default is 20% and reaching 60% feels like a dream.
Any thoughts on this? I just sent this because that post really was helpful.
So thanks and love 💗
I'm glad you felt my post could help you! I am unfortunately Just Some Guy who hammered out a sequence of words and pressed post without thinking too hard about it and then that sequence of words got reblogged a lot. but I am very grateful that people find my sequence of words helpful! it's been genuinely enlightening to discover that even if I don't think what I said was particularly novel or interesting, it can still resonate with people. everyone can be part of XKCD's lucky 10,000, I guess.
anyway! so! bulletpoints!
I wasn't expecting that post to blow up the way it did so I wasn't as clear on this as I should have been, but if I could go back in time and rewrite it I'd want to make this very very clear: THIS IS A POST ABOUT NOT WORKING YOURSELF TO EXHAUSTION
my point wasn't "you don't have to do 100 blorps you can just do 60 blorps and it's okay" it was "don't give 100% of yourself. if you want to function you need to keep some of that shit in reserve"
the most depressing reblogs on that post are from people thinking I neglected to think about disabled people in my post. I don't know how to explain to you that I think disabled people also should not be working themselves to exhaustion.
basically it's spoon theory. do kids these days still know spoon theory? I suspect spoons are cringe these days, but everyone should go read the spoon theory essay and understand what I was trying to say with that post.
I'm sorry I wish I could go back in time and write that post better. alas. time is linear and I travel forwards at the rate of one second per second.
sorry that got away from me. anyway:
if your "default is 20%" in that 20 blorps is the maximum number of blorps you can give, then get used to giving it 60% of 20 blorps. give it 12 blorps. THIS IS A POST ABOUT NOT WORKING YOURSELF TO EXHAUSTION.
if you know what your 100% looks like, and 20% of that is what you feel comfortable giving, then I'd gently suggest to reassess what your 100% actually is. is that actually your 100%, or is it your 200+% Extreme Stress Response?
do what you can. 20% is better than 0%. doing a little is better than doing nothing at all. ask people for help when you need it. don't exhaust yourself; make sure to keep energy in reserve. WORKING YOURSELF TO EXHAUSTION IS WORSE THAN 0% ACTUALLY.
I am very very aware that this advice is not always perfectly practical to put into operation. capitalism will often demand more from you than you're able to give. I don't have an answer for this! I am literally Just Some Guy! join a union, look into disability benefits, get into local politics, I don't know! I wish you the best but I'm literally Just Some Guy who typed some words on the internet, I can't solve everything forever!!
anyway uh. please read the original spoon theory essay. ALSO I highly recommend looking into disability activism more generally. I don't have any specific recs for this because again: I am literally Just Some Guy I'm not a scholar in this area. most of what I know is because I follow/befriend/interact with other people who are literally Just Some Guy/Gal/Gender-neutral within the disability sphere. but the more people you interact with the more you'll learn about your own life and your own needs.
IN CONCLUSION:
I'm glad my post could help you. I'm genuinely so so glad you found it and that something in it spoke to you. and please: really, really give it your 20%. do what you can, and don't exhaust yourself, and make sure to keep something in reserve for you and you only.
I hope you live a good life. I hope you live your best life. I'm sorry I can't help you do more.
i understand you completely. thanks a lot for taking the time out to type it all.
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every single community of men who try to quit watching porn do it because it takes up too much time in their day or because they have trouble getting hard without it and none of them care about all the victims of those involved with producing their jerkoff material. I hate them I hate them I hate them. I hope your cock is broken forever and you die alone .
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listen to me, this is so so important: you've gotta get used to really giving it your 60% as a default. like don't half-ass it necessarily but try not to go over 70% or so of an ass. you'll feel better and live a happier more fulfilled life, and on the rare occasions where you do need to lock the fuck in you'll be able to pull off bullshit that the sad miserable wretches giving it their 100% can never dream off, because they're busy draining themselves dry and you have energy reserves to spare.
This is actually what I was adviced to do at the work rehabilitation program I went to. Hasn't left my mind since. 10/10 solid advice
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when i was a kid growing up in north India and learnt about the Indian partition, it was devastating to me. I thought of Pakistan like omg there’s this whole place which was one with us and now it’s another place and none of it was peaceful and still there’s such hatred and i, being indian will probably die having never seen Rawalpindi or Karachi or knowing the people there who could’ve been friends of mine.
glad to say, this heartbreak and sense of loss is still there in me. saw a super funny, cute Pakistani comedian on my socials today, stalked him and felt a pang that my fantasy of bumping into this guy and falling in love actually has 0% chances of coming true. like, never will we ever even begin to be friends or know each other when in an alternate world where partition hasn’t happened- my South Indian parents have migrated to Faisalabad and i grew up knowing this boy and he’s my funny bestie.
i don’t even know if this rant makes sense.
but that’s another reason im fascinated when I hear of indian- Pakistani or Bangladeshi or Afghani friendships- like, we are all friends here in the English speaking country that enslaved our forefathers and is the reason we can’t visit each others native lands but hey, we get to catch over brunch and talk shit about coworkers because we’re working in Boston.
i love turning off lights. no need for all that