I put things off

This is awesome: Why Procrastinators Procrastinate

I think it’s true for many procrastinators. Though I found it didn’t entirely reflect my procrastination experiences, because hey, we’re all different and what not. That said, I don’t think my experiences are particularly unique.

I procrastinate. Sometimes for hours, sometimes days. In college and grad school, weeks. Feedback on my work in college included such gems as:

“The paper is still warm from the printer.”

“I would not have guessed you had written this in forty-five minutes.”

“Great Job! 100%”

It was the 100% assignments that kept me afloat throughout school. And reinforced the procrastination to a degree.

Overall, procrastination was a means of avoiding work. Very aversive work.

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It didn’t seem to make a difference whether or not I started assignments the day assigned or the night before they were due – my thoughts were still a distorted train wreck. So I put things off – I wasn’t exactly going to rush into self-deprecation and misery.

Things improved when I was no longer in college, when what is now considered important is incredibly different than what was. Things also improved when I figured out how to work without the thought train wreck  РI learned to change my thinking.

 

 

 

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Obligatory Political Post

Okay, so I have no obligation to write about politics. In fact, I avoided social media (minus my personal Instagram account) for at least a month and have been avoiding blogging for two. My goal with this post is to stop surfing the urge to avoid politics out of fear of alienating clients.

Here’s my point of view:

When people have limited access to mental healthcare, bad things happen.

The health policies being pitched by our current government are going to limit access to mental healthcare. Something must be done about this. Like taking precautions to prevent limited access to mental healthcare. I do not care what political entity goes about it. Just for the love of all that is holy, make sure people have access to mental healthcare.

There, I spoke up. I got political. I am pro access to mental healthcare. Blow up my email inbox. Throw a brick through my office window. My stance is controversial. You may need to file a complaint about me to the Michigan Counseling Board.

Really, though, access to mental healthcare isn’t that great to begin with. Now it’s just going to get worse.