Mastery and Pleasure, Rhythm and Melody

Oct 05, 2006 17:34

Recently, in completing the essay comedy of errors, I've been reading a bit about Cognitive-Behavioural Therapy (CBT), and specifically, its application to depression. While I'm not depressed, studying CBT has shown me a couple of interesting things about my life ( Read more... )

introspection, procrastination, plans, uni

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anonymous October 21 2006, 17:10:20 UTC
I felt very lucky when I went to have driving lessons because the steering part wasn't a problem. I had done lots of steering since the age of 4 when I would drive the tractor or car sitting on Dad's lap in a paddock or along a dirt road. So when I started driving I was confident enough that I wouldn't run into things. When people pressure you by beeping though it can be difficult because you get distracted. The best advice I received was from my Dad who said "Just treat everyone else on the road as if they are an idiot." It is amazingly true.

I have come to the same conclusion about myself i.e. that I need to focus on what I will feel like when I have mastered something which helps me to be more motivated to do it. This goes futher too because I realised that if for example the house isn't at least somewhat presentable it actually prevents me from doing things I really enjoy. I get guilty because the dishes aren't done or whatever so I won't let myself do what I want to do. This is one of those crazy things I do to myself anyway and I suspect I am not alone.

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casu_consulto October 24 2006, 01:17:38 UTC
the dishes aren't done or whatever so I won't let myself do what I want to do

Nope, I sure can't think of anyone else who does that!!! I'm a lot like that with uni work - if I haven't done the stuff I need to do, I won't let myself do anything fun, and that's a problem because I get to feel very burnt-out and grumpy.

Because it's been on my mind, I've been talking about driving a bit with people I know. Your Mum commented on what sensible drivers you and your brothers were when you were growing up. I refrained from telling her what you told me when I was twelve, that you took the car up to 160kph just to see how fast it would go. :-)

Thanks for the comment, by the way! It's nice to have visitors.

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