My name is Beth. I stay grounded in Maine. I are trans girl, She/Her pronouns plz. I have a big heart.
I'm not here to blog for you, I'm here to blog for me. I have epilepsy.
what my parents told me: you can do anything if you set your mind to it
what I wish my parents had told me: sometimes you will fail, and it will be scary and it will suck, but you will probably not die
I would also have appreciated: the fact that you can do something if you try very, very hard, does not actually obligate you to spend your life putting forth maximum effort to achieve it. It is okay to not be 1000% driven by life-consuming ambition and instead be satisfied with something less difficult.
Also: having spent a lot of time on something isn’t good enough reason to keep working on it if there’s no success in sight and it has lost all joy for you or whatever motivated you in the first place.
If you seem to be unable to hack something, but you believe you can’t quit because what about [all the time you spent on it/all the money it cost/what people are expecting of you], google “sunk cost fallacy”. Quitting doesn’t mean your effort was for naught, it means you know when to call it quits and stop wasting your energy/time/money.
I know we’re having a good time laughing it up at Bezos possibly losing half of his money in his divorce but please let’s stop and take a moment to realize that losing 67 billion dollars will have absolutely no impact on his quality of life, which makes for a rudimentary but functional litmus test for determining whether or not someone has too much fucking money
