Someone once told me (last night), that setting goals for yourself is one of they key elements in the pursuit of happiness. Achieving these goals, whether big or small, will give you a sense of worth.
My response was "well my problem is I can never finish anything."
His: "well you have to change that."
Me: "but why?" (i'm stubborn to a fault)
He: "Because I want you to finish the painting you started for my birthday!!" (which was 5 months ago)
Me: "grumble, grumble"
I had to ask myself, is this really what I think or is this a defense mechanism? - this is something I wonder often. Perhaps if you're wondering whether it's a defense mechanism, then it most likely is. But really, what behavior isn't some sort of defense mechanism? I guess lately (always) I haven't started things because I have this voice in my head that tells me I never finish anything, so what's the point. Is it the winning or the taking part? Am I just incredibly lazy or am I afraid of failure to the point of inaction? All are questions worth pondering...
Anyway, I decided that I would start to make myself little tiny (achievable) goals. Or at the very least, plant the seeds of goals.. and publish them on a blog so in some way I feel accountable (that is to say, if anyone out thereis actually reading this).
