One of my mentors gave me a stern talking to days ago. He pointed out something I had known for a while but made excuses for. I am lazy. Not that I’m not productive or don’t want to work, I just tend to snooze for longer than necessary and this is what is hindering my potential more than any other thing. I knew he wasn’t wrong. I checked the goals I set for this month and it stared me in the face; the truth of the matter. I could have accomplished more than I have if I wan’t so content just sitting on my arse.
I tend to procrastinate and this stupid trait has robbed me of a lot of time. His words (this mentor) carried a lot of truth that did not offend me one bit. I get lazy over time and this continuous laziness makes unable to complete whatever project I start and then it turns and lashes at my self-esteem. This makes me unsure of starting something again. I second-guess and then I finally give up. Maybe if I stopped stalling and just got to doing it then, I would finally reap the results which would in turn boost my confidence. That doesn’t sound so bad. So, what do I do?
Eh? Start with the small things. Sunday 24th January, 2026. It is sundown and this is the fifth draft for what I get to post on Hive. I sat for two hours writing a post for each day. How did I know what I want to write without looking at community prompts? I decided to write on things that have remained etched in my memory for the previous week. Things I experienced. Writing from memory is very exciting too.
This is something I told myself I would do at some point –writing drafts for each day of the week, I mean– but never did because I was one word: lazy. I used to think laziness meant wanting to do absolutely nothing, and the little excuse I decided to accept from one of the many psychological jargons social media gives us that fuels incompetence – ‘lazy people are mostly intelligent people’. Yeah, that is one heck of an enabling statement. It could be true (I read some papers that supported this) but I hate that I came across it. It would have been better if I never had because that line was so comforting when I couldn’t get things done.
That is in the past now. I did not even remember I used to believe that shit until I started writing this. How long has it been since I lied to myself like that? Very long. Although, it seems I battle other demons now. Laziness doesn’t just hamper what I want to do, it sucks the fun out of it. It thwarts excellence and combats integrity. I hate that. I seem to think on the process of something way too long before I finally decide to let it be – too stressful. Hey.
Now, I’m not sure how I will get past all that but the only viable solution right now is just doing it. No long talk, no motivational words, just do it. If it helps, I’ll focus on the end results rather than the whole process of it. Maybe that’ll help too. For now, I just do it and everything else will fall into place. I hope.
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