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I've been unnecessarily paranoid about obscuring as many aspects of my identity as possible, but I suppose that it's okay to mention that I'm disappointed in the results of the recent presidential election in the United States; that only narrows it down to about 50% of the US population, and it's already obvious I'm in the US because I write using American spelling and idiom. Anyway, for a brief shining moment there, I was upset for a reason I couldn't blame on myself. It was paradoxically pleasant.

Now I'm back to my resting state of bitter self-hatred and ineffectuality, though. Oh well, it was nice while it lasted.

I've been thinking, though, about truth, and self-assessment, and the ways in which recent events have proven that having an unrealistically high self-assessment does not seem to be a barrier to success. Having an unrealistically low self-assessment, on the other hand, does seem to present problems--at least if you react to it the way I tend to, which is to say, by curling up in a little ball of self-hatred and wishing I didn't exist. (I guess I can say "wishing I was dead" here. I reflexively euphemise my suicidal ideation because I don't want to worry people, but no one here knows me so I don't have to worry about it. I'm really not going to commit suicide, both because it would devastate my loved ones and because it has such a high probability of leading to long-term disability instead of death. But I do think about it a lot and I wish I could talk about it more without worrying about getting carted off to a mental institution.)

So anyway, I want to take a break from self-criticism to state some positive things that I intellectually believe to be true, even if I find them emotionally unconvincing:
- I am somewhat competent at a lot of things, even work things.
- Most people I know like me, or at least have positive feelings toward me. They would probably have a positive reaction to me reaching out and making social contact, even if I am not very good at it, even if it has been a while.
- I care a lot about doing the right thing, possibly too much, even though I fall short sometimes
- There are many people who procrastinate just as pathologically as I do, feel just as much self-pity, and are generally broken in similar ways. I am sure no one is broken quite exactly like me, but I have compatriots.
- Sometimes I will fuck up and that's OK. Sometimes I will even fuck up over and over and over again, apparently never learning anything from my mistakes, and that is STILL okay because it turns out that humans are very prone to that sort of thing and I am, among other things, a human. In the event that someone looks down on me for fucking up, well, there is nothing I can do about that, they are entitled to their opinion.
I am one single fucked-up human being and I cannot save the world and I cannot do everything perfectly and I cannot make everyone like me or respect me.

Basically, I tend to shut down upon trying to do anything useful because it reminds me either that I haven't done the thing yet, or I don't know how to do the thing, and therefore I am THE WORST, and I shrivel up into a little ball of anxiety and self-hatred and can't do the thing. It's very self-defeating.

I mean, let's posit that I am indeed the worst person in the world--well, I've ruled out suicide, attractive as it is, so that leaves just continuing to muddle through and do the best I can while being the worst person in the world. I mean, really, if I manage to get anything done whilst being the worst, laziest, most cowardly, most procrastinate-y person in the world, that's pretty impressive, isn't it? I should get a gold star.
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I am badly, badly addicted to the Internet. Or, arguably, I am addicted to reading. I have spent literally about sixteen hours today mainlining words off news sites, Reddit, wikis, and anything else I can find, with occasional breaks to play stupid phone games (and sometimes slightly intelligent phone games, as if that's better.) This habit is why I am the worst person in the world. I have been addicted to reading since I learned to read, pretty much.

Things I am avoiding right now:

- providing extremely simple $workthing to $colleague1 who has been waiting for it for three weeks
- providing marginally more complicated $workthing to $colleague2 who has been waiting for it for three *months*
- paying bills
- booking plane tickets for Christmas
- booking hotels for $conference
- booking plane tickets for $businesstrip
- making an appointment with my new personal trainer
- sending out invites for a board game night
- turning in 2 weeks of timesheets
- probably a bunch of other shit because I am the worst person in the world

I DID manage to make an appointment to get $medicalprocedure done. That is a thing I have been putting off for ages and I did it today, so go me.

Tomorrow perhaps if I put my mind to it I can book plane tickets for $businesstrip and finish $simpleworkthing. TBH, though, I should probably think smaller. Can I open up the travel website? Can I copy and paste some numbers from one file to another for $workthing? Can I successfully spend five minutes alone with my thoughts?

Tune in next time. Or don't. I advise don't.

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