The Problem
I get angry too easily and I stay angry too long. Sometimes I take it too far, always to my regret.
The "easiest" way to change
The Problem
I get angry too easily and I stay angry too long. Sometimes I take it too far, always to my regret.
(First published July 2018) Updated November 2024, October 2025.
I depend on pleasure to distract me from huge tension triggered by my decisions.
Updated April 10-14, 2024, January 27, 2025, October 2025
I have to clean. It’s the last thing I want to do. Have to, want to. Enemies. The opposite ends of my conundrum. A conundrum is: a decision made difficult by opposite and equal choices; a dilemma.
Back story: I’m in the middle of a want-to activity, and the pleasure of momentum it creates. Then I remember I have to clean. Momentum lost. Ouch! I immediately check to see if I feel like doing the clean. Nope. Okay, I begin to search for something that creates that want-to/feel-like urge I just lost. This immediately makes me uptight; because I’m now being pulled back and forth in my head, between two opposing fears. On one side, fear of losing a want-to, say, any pleasure, by doing a have-to, clean. On the other side, fear of losing a have-to, clean, by doing a want-to, say, eat. I’m trying to have it both ways: feeling like doing something that can’t create feeling like doing something. The pull from each side creates wicked tension. I need to stop it. I need to get relief.
(Short version far below)
I’m thinking of a list of what to eat. I come to the end of the list. Now I need to change from picturing the different foods to choosing one. Yikes! I can’t make the change, the transition, to choosing.
Last checked for editing: January 22/2025. None needed. It’s timeless.
I’m always hearing I have to learn to be less anxious. But it’s all wrong. I was born this way. And I can’t unlearn it. So I don’t need to tell myself not to be afraid. That just makes it worse and adds guilt that I failed to stop the fear. Now I’m afraid of being afraid.
And there’s more.
Is:
Isn’t:
Updated April 21, 2024; December 5, 2024; January 19, 2025; October 2025
I procrastinate, which means I put off doing things. “Later baby. That’s my motto.” I even do it with the littlest things, like going to bed. It has ruined my life in so many ways.
I try to change your mind out of your lazy consideration of me. And I fail. And it hurts a lot.
The above problem unpacked
Updated November 27, 2024
Whenever I feel happy, I immediately find fault with it/second guess it/attack it/oppose it.
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