anon1822
Banned
- Apr 5, 2021
- 323
You can never say that you're the most "something" in the world. There's 7 billion people. There's always someone even more extreme than you. But I've always believed that I may actually be the laziest person in the world.
It's almost pathological, even when I was much younger I was lethargic and lazy and with no energy. I sabotaged my whole life because of this. If I had the energy of an average person my life would've been x100 better, since I was given quite a few chances that I fucked up so, so much.
Anyway, this is not a complaining post . It's actually a quite interesting philosophical dilemma.
I know that even now, I can improve my life A LOT if I just got my shit together and starting working hard 12 hours a day. And yet for many months and even years I keep procrastinating and just rotting. Literally rotting, 16 hours a day lying in bed with my laptop.
I even had like half a year of literal NEETing and I chose to waste it all. Total freedom, and I did nothing.
Ain't that quite something? I can think of several ways I could've worked hard and improved my life. But I choose to rot, even though I don't really enjoy it, brings me no pleasure.
That's quite interesting, how a human being can be so averse to putting in any effort at all. Is any of you like this?
I'm so lazy that the only exercise whatsoever that I do is some push-ups every day. Been doing them for years, that's literally the only physical thing I do other than rot in bed. And yet I complain about even those, it takes me many hours to motivate myself to finally do them so they don't weigh on my mind anymore. Every time I do them I say out loud "I fucking hate push ups". I literally do that every day, just saying it out loud.
It's weird feeling, hating to put in effort into anything. Like I'm a bit of an alien .
It's almost pathological, even when I was much younger I was lethargic and lazy and with no energy. I sabotaged my whole life because of this. If I had the energy of an average person my life would've been x100 better, since I was given quite a few chances that I fucked up so, so much.
Anyway, this is not a complaining post . It's actually a quite interesting philosophical dilemma.
I know that even now, I can improve my life A LOT if I just got my shit together and starting working hard 12 hours a day. And yet for many months and even years I keep procrastinating and just rotting. Literally rotting, 16 hours a day lying in bed with my laptop.
I even had like half a year of literal NEETing and I chose to waste it all. Total freedom, and I did nothing.
Ain't that quite something? I can think of several ways I could've worked hard and improved my life. But I choose to rot, even though I don't really enjoy it, brings me no pleasure.
That's quite interesting, how a human being can be so averse to putting in any effort at all. Is any of you like this?
I'm so lazy that the only exercise whatsoever that I do is some push-ups every day. Been doing them for years, that's literally the only physical thing I do other than rot in bed. And yet I complain about even those, it takes me many hours to motivate myself to finally do them so they don't weigh on my mind anymore. Every time I do them I say out loud "I fucking hate push ups". I literally do that every day, just saying it out loud.
It's weird feeling, hating to put in effort into anything. Like I'm a bit of an alien .