Your Ultimate Guide to Maybe Getting Your Shit Together
Get rid of everything I don’t need (complete the 30 days of minimalism challenge). Get to goal weight and get healthy! Work out 5 times a week. Figure out an eating schedule that works. Learn to play guitar. Practice 30 mins a day. Play an open mic by the end of the year. Learn to... Continue Reading →
You don’t even need to explain to the other person why they’re getting phased out. The honesty is for you, whether you share it is your decision. The important thing is to get toxic people out of your life.
I’ve finally made some consistent, measurable headway on my goals, and I thought I’d share what’s working. I can’t promise it will work for you, but if you find anything that helps even a little bit, I’m living up to the promise of this website.
Let me introduce you to the biggest lie I tell myself: “there’s no point in doing it when I’m not feeling it, I’ll hold off now and wait until I feel motivated.” And I tell it to myself over and over...and over.
I assume that every millennial – minus the ones named Thad or Bethany, whose daddy owns a yacht – feels insecure about all retail experience listed on their resume when it’s time to (try to) transition to a real job. I know I did.
When I tell people what I do, the next question is usually about what I did in school. When I tell them I studied neuroscience, their reaction is always surprise.
Ok, I get that I’ve made it clear that I’m not into the 9-5 thing and that I will do anything I can to avoid going back to that place. But, there are plenty of people that I’ve talked to who want nothing more than to be employed somewhere that a name-tag is not required, but who aren’t ready to strike out on their own. I understand that. I was that person a little less than 3 years ago.
One of my major goals this year is to find balance in every area of my life. When I explain my goals to people, it’s the first thing everyone tells me I need. It's at the point where, if I still lived with my parents, I would be afraid they would try and carve the word 'balance' in my skin while I sleep.
when you get to the point where your only option is to cover your bottom half with leggings because everything else cuts into your protruding stomach, or you decide to calculate your BMI only to realize you’re technically obese, you just entered a whole new ballgame.
