Many of my friends have recognized this. And if they haven't, I guess they will.
Sometimes, I think it can be a good thing. If I want something done, that I want to do, I will do it. normally in just a few days.
But I don't like it.
I want to be able to pace myself, save things for later, cherrish what I have not.
I know I can do it. But for some reason, even though I want to, I don't want to at the same time.
When I start a book, I want to finish it. I want to finish it now. I want to know what happens.
When I start a show, I want to see what happens, I want to have it finished.
And in the middle of these obsessive bouts I think of what else I could be doing, of how I want to save it, of how I don't want to waste my life.
but what do I do?
Waste my life.
I am kind of scared to start something new because I know I won't do anything else.
but if I don't start new things what am I doing with my life.
Wasting it.
I am stuck between a Rock and a Hard Place.
Maybe I should ask for help.
Maybe I should start something and then ask someone to make me stop after so much time.... that could be good.
Maybe it would work.
When I do things obsessive I get mean. I treat my family rudely and I don't want to do anything til it is done.
I don't do anything.
I want to do something.
Something fun.
something not fun.
something I love
something I hate.
I want to do something new, something I have never done before and do it, whether I like it or not. I want to just do it.
The thing is, If I don't want to do it, I won't do it.
I have nothing to motivate myself. And if I give myself a reward I don't do it.
My birthday is on thursday.
that is my deadline.
For what?
Practicing.
Pacing myself.
Cooking.
Becoming a better person.
Doing the right thing.
Doing my homework.
Drawing.
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