Tanya
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Tanya
burnout is “a loss of friendship with a very personal sense of the unknown”
Maria Popova • The Marginalian
Deadlines really help human beings get things done. The only way that I've written books is because I set myself a challenging, but not impossible, schedule with the publisher. This contract of external accountability keeps the fire going through the long slog, and it forces me to make clear-cut decisions about what to include, what to leave out,
... See moreJames Stanier • Parkinson's Law: It's Real, So Use It
The tricky part of illness is that, as you go through it, your values are constantly changing. You try to figure out what matters to you, and then you keep figuring it out. It felt like someone had taken away my credit card and I was having to learn how to budget. You may decide you want to spend your time working as a neurosurgeon, but two months
... See morePaul Kalanithi • When Breath Becomes Air
The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows: Uncommonly Lovely Invented Words for What We Feel but Cannot Name
Maria Popovathemarginalian.org
Progress rarely happens in a straight line;
Adam Grant • Hidden Potential
What this means in practical terms (“What’s one thing subscribers to The Imperfectionist could do to put these ideas into practice?”) is grasping that the central moment-to-moment challenge isn’t one of building habits, modifying your personality, or realising your potential. Instead it’s a matter of coming back and back and back to the question of... See more
The Imperfectionist: You have to do the living yourself
2. First, ADHD is a terrible name. It's not an attention deficit, it's an attention regulation disorder. There is plenty of attention, it's just not directed towards the things you're "supposed" to attend to, and attention may move around more than it's "supposed" to.
James Stuberx.comPut simply: you’re damned if you do; you’re damned if you don’t. Try too hard, and you’re disgusting; don’t try at all, and you’re invisible.
Anne Helen Petersen • Too Fat, Too Slutty, Too Loud: The Rise and Reign of the Unruly Woman
But I was always cripplingly terrified of what people thought of me: my classmates, the boys I liked and even the ones I didn’t, random people on the street, the teachers whose approval I craved. That fear was so overwhelming that I allowed it to temper and otherwise silence the parts of myself that gave me joy.