Beating ourselves up feels bad, and despite our mental image of a mean drill sergeant being super motivating, mentally shit talking ourselves does nothing to motivate us to change or take action.
“Me: ‘That gap between your front teeth, now that is kinda cute.’
Her: ‘I…have a gap between my front teeth???’
Me: ‘Err, maybe…’”
It took me a whole month of doing absolutely nothing but taking care of myself to get back to normal. Not great, but normal. That’s being burned out.
You’re not afraid to give up on what’s not working.
You got decent grades in school – but your intelligence didn’t really show itself until later on.
I’m usually a determined and highly motivated young woman. I say “usually” because I’m referring to the days when my depression doesn’t have me by the neck.
I can’t think of a single thing worth doing that doesn’t involve a modicum of hard work. In fact, hard work is actually the only proven method to advance the human condition that has stood the test of time.
“So…tell me what you are NOT good at? What do you need to do better?”
Don’t hand in the test. Just pretend to work at your desk for a while, and when everyone starts handing theirs in, you just leave.
It’s hard enough to help ourselves, let alone help others.