ruminator
INTP 4w5
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I've been feeling like I spend way too much time thinking, and not enough time living.
Thinking eats a ton of my time. It sounds crazy but sometimes I think about something for two hours straight without realizing. It feels like just a few minutes had passed.
All the time I spend thinking isn't done in one sitting though. If that were the case, I wouldn't be able to spend this much time on it. I guess our minds have a safety valve that makes you stop when you are becoming excessive.
But, the way to get around that is by breaking things up. Spending 8 hours a day sitting in a corner and thinking becomes possible when you break it up into two hour increments. I'll spend two hours, then take a break and numb myself with TV, then while doing some chores I'll get lost in thought and spend another hour or so, then go have lunch, then see something that triggers me to get lost in thought for another two hours, etc. It's almost dangerous how that works. Breaking things up is dangerous because you don't realize how much you are actually doing it. It seems like little bits, but the little bits add up big time.
And the thinking I do isn't the kind of passive thinking people do when they sit on the beach and watch the waves while thoughts pass in their mind. It is VERY focused. I cannot be watching waves or anything because of how much deep concentration I need. I cannot even breath. I close my eyes, hold my breath, and visualize things. I imagine myself in hypothetical scenarios, or take myself back in time, or do in depth analysis. Then, I come up for air and breath a little. Then take a deep breath and go back in.
Days, weeks, months, go by and I look back and wonder what the hell did I even do all this time? I hate it when people ask me questions like "so, how was your weekend?" because it makes me think back to how I spent it, and I literally am unable to come up with an answer. Sometimes, I feel shock and disbelief, wondering "did I really spend the entire weekend doing ... that? That's not even humanely possible." Sometimes it feels like waking up from a coma, a month later.
I envy other people who are free to do what they want. When the weekend arrives, they can say to themselves "what do I feel like doing today?" and do whatever they feel like doing. They can follow their whims and seize the day and experience the world.
With me, I always feel like I have a constant backlog of things that I need to figure out, to mentally "work" on. When the weekend arrives, I don't feel free to go out and live. I feel like "oh now I finally have time to go finish this mental work that is pending". It is like when you are in school and have a big test coming up.. you never feel free to go hang out. You have the obligation of studying constantly pending.
Even emotional, introspective people do not have this problem. When they 'introspect', they still do things, they still live. They paint, listen to music, do any artistic expression, write, go for a long hike, they process their emotions in a more present way. Even the type of passive thinking they do - sitting on the beach watching waves while thoughts flutter through their mind - still feels more present than what I do. During those introspective times, they are still living. What I do - being completely up in my head analyzing shit - doesn't feel like that at all.
And the worst thing is, sometimes I spend months analyzing something but never even come up with an answer.
And I feel really bad thinking about how much of my life I lost because of this. It literally feels like I did not live portions of the life I was given. I was not alive. I was in and out of consciousness.
But then, I wonder.. what is the alternative, really?
If all the thinking I do is an unnecessary waste, then it means I've been doing it all wrong, and I need to just stop. I need to ignore these thoughts and go live, like everyone else does.
But, if all the thinking I do is necessary, if these thoughts are important to process, then I can't just ignore it..that wouldn't be healthy. So I must continue. But then..how come everyone else can just leave freely? Are they better at figuring things out than I am? Do they have a better method? Or..are they just neglecting these important issues and being mentally unhealthy?
So I guess the ultimate questions are - (a) is my thinking important or a waste? and (b) if important, what is the right way to go about it in order to accomplish it while sacrificing the least amount of time living?
I'll reply to this post a little later with examples of the kind of shit I think about, to see if it is really important or not
Thinking eats a ton of my time. It sounds crazy but sometimes I think about something for two hours straight without realizing. It feels like just a few minutes had passed.
All the time I spend thinking isn't done in one sitting though. If that were the case, I wouldn't be able to spend this much time on it. I guess our minds have a safety valve that makes you stop when you are becoming excessive.
But, the way to get around that is by breaking things up. Spending 8 hours a day sitting in a corner and thinking becomes possible when you break it up into two hour increments. I'll spend two hours, then take a break and numb myself with TV, then while doing some chores I'll get lost in thought and spend another hour or so, then go have lunch, then see something that triggers me to get lost in thought for another two hours, etc. It's almost dangerous how that works. Breaking things up is dangerous because you don't realize how much you are actually doing it. It seems like little bits, but the little bits add up big time.
And the thinking I do isn't the kind of passive thinking people do when they sit on the beach and watch the waves while thoughts pass in their mind. It is VERY focused. I cannot be watching waves or anything because of how much deep concentration I need. I cannot even breath. I close my eyes, hold my breath, and visualize things. I imagine myself in hypothetical scenarios, or take myself back in time, or do in depth analysis. Then, I come up for air and breath a little. Then take a deep breath and go back in.
Days, weeks, months, go by and I look back and wonder what the hell did I even do all this time? I hate it when people ask me questions like "so, how was your weekend?" because it makes me think back to how I spent it, and I literally am unable to come up with an answer. Sometimes, I feel shock and disbelief, wondering "did I really spend the entire weekend doing ... that? That's not even humanely possible." Sometimes it feels like waking up from a coma, a month later.
I envy other people who are free to do what they want. When the weekend arrives, they can say to themselves "what do I feel like doing today?" and do whatever they feel like doing. They can follow their whims and seize the day and experience the world.
With me, I always feel like I have a constant backlog of things that I need to figure out, to mentally "work" on. When the weekend arrives, I don't feel free to go out and live. I feel like "oh now I finally have time to go finish this mental work that is pending". It is like when you are in school and have a big test coming up.. you never feel free to go hang out. You have the obligation of studying constantly pending.
Even emotional, introspective people do not have this problem. When they 'introspect', they still do things, they still live. They paint, listen to music, do any artistic expression, write, go for a long hike, they process their emotions in a more present way. Even the type of passive thinking they do - sitting on the beach watching waves while thoughts flutter through their mind - still feels more present than what I do. During those introspective times, they are still living. What I do - being completely up in my head analyzing shit - doesn't feel like that at all.
And the worst thing is, sometimes I spend months analyzing something but never even come up with an answer.
And I feel really bad thinking about how much of my life I lost because of this. It literally feels like I did not live portions of the life I was given. I was not alive. I was in and out of consciousness.
But then, I wonder.. what is the alternative, really?
If all the thinking I do is an unnecessary waste, then it means I've been doing it all wrong, and I need to just stop. I need to ignore these thoughts and go live, like everyone else does.
But, if all the thinking I do is necessary, if these thoughts are important to process, then I can't just ignore it..that wouldn't be healthy. So I must continue. But then..how come everyone else can just leave freely? Are they better at figuring things out than I am? Do they have a better method? Or..are they just neglecting these important issues and being mentally unhealthy?
So I guess the ultimate questions are - (a) is my thinking important or a waste? and (b) if important, what is the right way to go about it in order to accomplish it while sacrificing the least amount of time living?
I'll reply to this post a little later with examples of the kind of shit I think about, to see if it is really important or not