Let’s talk more about goal-setting and the reason I don’t call them resolutions. I have a weird brain. I have to work around my own flaws. One thing is that my brain will not accept certain things. It just won’t. Once it has barriers to something, it might as well be a brick wall.
When I realized that resolutions were meaningless and that most people broke them so what’s the purpose?, I just could not take the concept seriously again. Also, I don’t necessarily believe in new year, either. I don’t mean I don’t think they happen because of course I do.
Side note: one reason I don’t like putting undue emphasis on traditions is because there is no reason for it. And it makes something that should be joyful like Thanksgiving into something that’s stressful. So many people ferak out about making sure it’s perfect, and then they don’t enjoy it at all when it actually happens. Even if it’s pulled off perfectly.
Side note to the side note: This is why weddings are often terrible. People (mostly women) put so much emphasis on the one day and want it to be perfect. They pour all this meaning into it, and there is no way for the day to actually live up to the expectations. And, from what I’ve heard, no one actually remembers their wedding day because it goes by in a blur.
Back to New Year’s Day resolutions. I don’t believe in them becuase while there is a psychological implication of a new year, there is nothing that actually differentiates it from the day before. I’ve mentioned that it’s like birthdays. People like to act like it’s a big thing, but it really isn’t. They ask how it feels to be a year older, but you’re not! You’re only one day older. Just like every other day. A year is the aggregate of 364 days. This is not me being nitpicky, either. This is how my brain works. Once I realize that something is bullshit, I just can’t take it seriously any longer. I can’t even pretend to take it seriously. the best I can do is keep my mouth shut if others are talking about it.
Here is how I trick my brain in a different matter. I am really bad at deadlines. Not meeting them, but working to the back of them. I’ve come to accept that is my way and have stopped freaking out about it. The only thing I’ve adjusted is that I give myself more time rather than cram it to the absolute back of the deadline, and that’s enough to make a difference. Also, I no longer fret about it during the time I’m not doing it.