Polaris
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P for Procrastination?
I have just read the thread on posting threads by Blob. It spurred me on to quit my momentary procrastination and create a new thread on procrastination.
I know a couple of others here have already posted procrastination threads.....anyway, I have some questions, so if you cannot be bothered with the intro, just skip to the end. (The intro is my personal experience with severe procrastination). There, you are warned.
Not sure how many responses this will generate, and the topic has probably been done to death, but the point is I’ll be happy to get just a few views from other INTP’s (some may remember vaguely that I introduced myself as a “nosy INTJ”.....but I have every reason to believe, after spending some time on this wonderful forum, that I am definitely stronger in the P-department.......)
I have reached this conclusion, as I seem to periodically have this strong tendency to.....eh......uhm......err.....argh...............
........................procrastinate.
Now, to me there are two types of procrastination:
1) Short-term procrastination.
2) Long-term procrastination.
The first type affects all those little every day things that are necessary for us to have a reasonably ordered life. Like washing clothes, paying bills, going grocery shopping, doing homework, etc.
Failure to get on with it and get things done can lead to momentary frustration and a sense of failure at the end of the day as one has achieved pretty much nothing of the socially accepted human behaviour- kind of tasks for that particular day.
That usually happens if I have planned what to do and not followed the plan, due to other distractions, such as the......uhm.....intp forum.........
Come the following day and I may finally get things done, I even fit in a visit to a friend that I have been putting off for weeks, and at the end of the day I have a sense of accomplishment.
I am happy and pleased that I have done my little chores, but I also know that there is a deeper sense of accomplishment, as I have battled the Demons of Procrastination.
Now the DoP (in short) are remnants of the past. They popped up at a time in my life when I started questioning the purpose of everything. The Demons of Existentialism would probably be a better description for this malady. My thinking self would question the purpose of sticking to a routine, for example, and therefore stop the routine as an experiment.
This was quite pleasant. For a while.
Then things got out of hand, to the point where one started questioning the purpose of getting out of bed in the morning.....
This was about two months into the “experiment”. Short-term procrastination had turned into:
2) Long-term procrastination. Was it depression? I had brought it on myself, and now my comfortable life had become miserable. I had made it a habit to say: I’ll do it tomorrow. Tomorrow never happened.
Why I had entered this peculiar state of mind, I am not sure, but I can guess... I was in a job that sucked, I was in a relationship that sucked, and I wanted to get out, but felt stuck. I was paralysed by fear of failure, and a general lack of confidence. I wanted to move on, go back to uni, get out of the relationship......but there was a dead weight around my feet. DoP.
Long-term procrastination. What is it? Is it a form of clinical depression? Quote: There is nothing in my life that brings me joy; I have lost interest and drive. If I do a), b) or c), what is the point? So I didn’t do any of them. In the end I was stuck with a whole alphabet of things that were seemingly pointless. I had entered a vicious circle of existentialism-like thinking. My mind was my hangman.
I started watching day time TV. Oh dear, big mistake. It was addictive, as it was the only escape I had. After switching off the TV, I would get into a severe state of depression. I had nothing. I was nothing. It felt hopeless. I became suicidal. I sincerely believed that being dead would be better than being in the state of mind I was in. It would be a relief.
Then my questioning started again.........what if I did end my life? What would the point be in that? Who would benefit? My worst enemy.....? Who the hell would that be? I started thinking of my family, people who knew me as a friend....my partner....as much as he was a nuisance.....damn it....if I did this......how would he react?
I could not bear the thought. I realized I cared more for him and several other people more than I had previously thought. Ending my life would be an utterly cowardly and rather selfish act. What would I achieve? To be dead? And I wouldn’t even be there to saviour the sweet nothing.......
I concluded I did not know enough about being dead, so I decided to put that idea on ice for now......
It is strange, but I would say I have been fortunate to have experienced this time of my life. I look back on it now, and think: Ok, that was a bit extreme. I had pushed my self to the edge of reasoning. I had done it in the solitary confinement of procrastination. A very dangerous place to be if one is unaware of the paths it could open up..........to be subject to the hangman of one’s own rationalism.
So what is procrastination?
Is it self-doubt?
Is it general doubt (the existential problem)?
Or is it more simply just laziness and boredom? (I would, for the benefit of doubt that I have decided to credit to humanity itself, and my subsequent inherent belief in humanity’s capacity to love, .........say not. Hence my next point).
Is laziness and boredom not just the side-effects of self-doubt and a tendency to question life? The signature trait of Introverts/Intuitive? And therefore their tendency to become isolated beings, isolated not only from other humans, but also consequently from emotion (a guarding mechanism), and therefore also finally isolated from love ?
If we could learn to become more sensory, would we be more inclined to act on our impulses/decisions?
These last few questions are just random trains of thought I have decided to put down in order to generate a wide array of responses. (hopefully.......conversely, this could turn into an absolute ass of a thread, seeing that I may have put some individuals off by the sheer length of my introduction.....)
I guess I am still seeking answers......and you INTP’s seem to me to be the most capable of generating profound insights, without buying into the concepts too much.
I am sure Kierkegaard and several others have covered this topic profoundly, but....what are your views?
The blessing of being....a procrastinator?
And now I’m finally off to renew my license......two weeks after it expired.......
I have just read the thread on posting threads by Blob. It spurred me on to quit my momentary procrastination and create a new thread on procrastination.
I know a couple of others here have already posted procrastination threads.....anyway, I have some questions, so if you cannot be bothered with the intro, just skip to the end. (The intro is my personal experience with severe procrastination). There, you are warned.
Not sure how many responses this will generate, and the topic has probably been done to death, but the point is I’ll be happy to get just a few views from other INTP’s (some may remember vaguely that I introduced myself as a “nosy INTJ”.....but I have every reason to believe, after spending some time on this wonderful forum, that I am definitely stronger in the P-department.......)
I have reached this conclusion, as I seem to periodically have this strong tendency to.....eh......uhm......err.....argh...............
........................procrastinate.
Now, to me there are two types of procrastination:
1) Short-term procrastination.
2) Long-term procrastination.
The first type affects all those little every day things that are necessary for us to have a reasonably ordered life. Like washing clothes, paying bills, going grocery shopping, doing homework, etc.
Failure to get on with it and get things done can lead to momentary frustration and a sense of failure at the end of the day as one has achieved pretty much nothing of the socially accepted human behaviour- kind of tasks for that particular day.
That usually happens if I have planned what to do and not followed the plan, due to other distractions, such as the......uhm.....intp forum.........
Come the following day and I may finally get things done, I even fit in a visit to a friend that I have been putting off for weeks, and at the end of the day I have a sense of accomplishment.
I am happy and pleased that I have done my little chores, but I also know that there is a deeper sense of accomplishment, as I have battled the Demons of Procrastination.
Now the DoP (in short) are remnants of the past. They popped up at a time in my life when I started questioning the purpose of everything. The Demons of Existentialism would probably be a better description for this malady. My thinking self would question the purpose of sticking to a routine, for example, and therefore stop the routine as an experiment.
This was quite pleasant. For a while.
Then things got out of hand, to the point where one started questioning the purpose of getting out of bed in the morning.....
This was about two months into the “experiment”. Short-term procrastination had turned into:
2) Long-term procrastination. Was it depression? I had brought it on myself, and now my comfortable life had become miserable. I had made it a habit to say: I’ll do it tomorrow. Tomorrow never happened.
Why I had entered this peculiar state of mind, I am not sure, but I can guess... I was in a job that sucked, I was in a relationship that sucked, and I wanted to get out, but felt stuck. I was paralysed by fear of failure, and a general lack of confidence. I wanted to move on, go back to uni, get out of the relationship......but there was a dead weight around my feet. DoP.
Long-term procrastination. What is it? Is it a form of clinical depression? Quote: There is nothing in my life that brings me joy; I have lost interest and drive. If I do a), b) or c), what is the point? So I didn’t do any of them. In the end I was stuck with a whole alphabet of things that were seemingly pointless. I had entered a vicious circle of existentialism-like thinking. My mind was my hangman.
I started watching day time TV. Oh dear, big mistake. It was addictive, as it was the only escape I had. After switching off the TV, I would get into a severe state of depression. I had nothing. I was nothing. It felt hopeless. I became suicidal. I sincerely believed that being dead would be better than being in the state of mind I was in. It would be a relief.
Then my questioning started again.........what if I did end my life? What would the point be in that? Who would benefit? My worst enemy.....? Who the hell would that be? I started thinking of my family, people who knew me as a friend....my partner....as much as he was a nuisance.....damn it....if I did this......how would he react?
I could not bear the thought. I realized I cared more for him and several other people more than I had previously thought. Ending my life would be an utterly cowardly and rather selfish act. What would I achieve? To be dead? And I wouldn’t even be there to saviour the sweet nothing.......
I concluded I did not know enough about being dead, so I decided to put that idea on ice for now......
It is strange, but I would say I have been fortunate to have experienced this time of my life. I look back on it now, and think: Ok, that was a bit extreme. I had pushed my self to the edge of reasoning. I had done it in the solitary confinement of procrastination. A very dangerous place to be if one is unaware of the paths it could open up..........to be subject to the hangman of one’s own rationalism.
So what is procrastination?
Is it self-doubt?
Is it general doubt (the existential problem)?
Or is it more simply just laziness and boredom? (I would, for the benefit of doubt that I have decided to credit to humanity itself, and my subsequent inherent belief in humanity’s capacity to love, .........say not. Hence my next point).
Is laziness and boredom not just the side-effects of self-doubt and a tendency to question life? The signature trait of Introverts/Intuitive? And therefore their tendency to become isolated beings, isolated not only from other humans, but also consequently from emotion (a guarding mechanism), and therefore also finally isolated from love ?
If we could learn to become more sensory, would we be more inclined to act on our impulses/decisions?
These last few questions are just random trains of thought I have decided to put down in order to generate a wide array of responses. (hopefully.......conversely, this could turn into an absolute ass of a thread, seeing that I may have put some individuals off by the sheer length of my introduction.....)
I guess I am still seeking answers......and you INTP’s seem to me to be the most capable of generating profound insights, without buying into the concepts too much.
I am sure Kierkegaard and several others have covered this topic profoundly, but....what are your views?
The blessing of being....a procrastinator?
And now I’m finally off to renew my license......two weeks after it expired.......