It's at time like these that it becomes obvious all the "progress" I've made at dealing with anxiety over the years consists almost solely of drastically reducing the number of things I actually give a shit about.
My thoughts exactly. It seems that there is an inverse relationship between mental health and ambition. Over time, I've found that not giving a shit is more worthwhile than I had realized.
Maybe it's only that way for us neurotics. Some of the big-idea types I've run into seem at their worst whenever they're not spinning overambitious plans.
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