Living Accidentally Part 11 | Asking for Help

It’s okay to ask for help. Personally, I don’t ask for help very often. I’m not sure if it’s being too prideful or too embarrassed. Either way, it’s pretty silly not to ask.

When I think of asking for help, speaking directly to someone jumps to mind. However, lately with so much content online, simply signing up for a course or joining an online community are also great options. Being online and anonymous also steps over whether you’re too prideful or too embarrassed.

When stuck in a loop, everything seems overwhelming. So even searching for a course can seem challenging. There are so many options, and it can all sound like noise. The best thing to do, is to choose one and commit.

I recently started a 28 day challenge from a company called Hack Self Growth. I was shown their ad on Instagram at just the right time that lead me to sign up for their 28 day course for less than $20 USD. It’s an email everyday for 28 days. I wasn’t sure what to expect because there wasn’t too much information about it online. Their website is bare and I honestly thought it was a scam, but for $20, I thought it would be worth a shot.

I’m on Day 2 and will write a review about this after I complete the course.

I kept telling myself that I didn’t need to sign up for any of these types of courses because I could just do it myself. But I never got started. Even after signing up for the challenge, it took me a week to start Day 1.

Part of me thinks I don’t need help, but that’s a lie. Even if we don’t need the help, it’s just better to get help. If someone’s already gone through similar struggles, why not take the advantage and use their knowledge? Learn from their mistakes and get to where you want to be.

So don’t be too afraid, prideful, embarrassed or any other excuse to ask for help! As Barack Obama put it:

“Don’t be afraid to ask questions. Don’t be afraid to ask for help when you need it. I do that every day. Asking for help isn’t a sign of weakness, it’s a sign of strength. It shows you have the courage to admit when you don’t know something, and to learn something new.”

Fuck Happiness Part Deuce

I want to write just one more thing about this.

I’ve been chasing happiness for so long, that whenever something made me unhappy, I just stopped doing it. Now, I think if something makes you unhappy, you should stop. Who the hell wants to keep doing things that bring you misery? Like if you don’t like swimming, stop going in the water.

What I want to get at here, is the difference between something that brings you misery vs. something that is difficult. Personally, I think I’ve combined the two feelings. Because something is difficult, it doesn’t bring me immediate joy, and therefore I should stop doing it because it’s making me unhappy.

I’m going to work on decoupling those two things. Something that is difficult or annoying to do, doesn’t necessarily make me unhappy. It’s just difficult and that’s it. I’m going to push forward into these difficult things and see what happens when I get passed the initial “ugh, i’m annoyed, fuck this” moment. I don’t have a specific example in mind, but I’ll write about it when I come across one.

Fuck Happiness

Yeah, the title is correct. Fuck being happy. I feel so far from it. I can’t remember the last time where I truly felt happy. I don’t mean happiness driven from buying something or having eaten something. I mean happy as being able to really believe that overall, you are in a happy state of life.

The last time I thought I was happy was April 1, 2019. I know the exact date because that’s when I went into metirement. Unfortunately, that happiness didn’t last too long. Before I knew it, I was back to feeling lost, hateful, angry, frustrated, suicidal, and just overall being a person trying to hide my negative vibes. I thought by hiding from them and not showing the world my current reality, that I’d trick the world and eventually myself that I am positive and happy.

When I find that I’m not happy, it makes me feel like having to chase it. Someone recently asked me if I’m chasing a rainbow. That’s exactly it. My pot of gold is that elusive feeling of happiness.

But fuck that. I’m tired of chasing it. I’m tired of looking for a way to get closer to it. It’s exhausting, and ironically, that exhaustion makes me even more frustrated with myself, which pushes me further down. So fuck you, happiness. Fuck you and fuck everyone that keep telling me to just “think positive thoughts” and to “let things go.” Those comments make me feel like I’m doing something wrong, which makes me feel even worse. Thanks, but no thanks.

I’m going to embrace these negative feelings I have right now. I’m going to talk about it, understand, digest, learn from it. And eventually, I think I will come to love them. I have no idea what happens after that. Maybe then I’ll be happy? Maybe. But if not, it’s not a big deal because that’s not my goal anymore. My goal is just to understand the feelings and accept it as they come.

This feels, to me, like some form of amor fati. Is it fate that I have come to this point in my life? Is this my fault? Is this the world’s fault? Is it God? Whatever, or whoever it is that brought me to this point, I’m going to learn to accept it and deal with the things I actually have control over. Right now, I have control over my literal next steps so I’m just going to start there. I’m going to push “Publish” and then grab a coffee. Sounds pretty damn good to me.

Pack away

Most of today was just packing and trying to sell shit on the internet. I’m moving out of my apartment at the end of this month and I have no idea where I’ll be going next. I don’t want to be carrying several bags with me, so planning to pack as if I’ll be traveling on the road again. It’s a bit trickier this time around because I’ll be in cities with multiple climates. And I plan on trying to keep up my contracting type work. Which by the way, I am loving.

I think the next few weeks will teach me a lot about what I need vs. want when it comes to material items.

On the GO Go go

On the run, but gotta put this in! I’m headed back to Los Angeles today. Had a great time catching up with my friend in Seattle last night. Had wonderful conversations that dove between light and dark and heavy and light. It’s really something to know someone you can not see for years and catch up on such a personal level. Today, I am grateful for that continuous friendship.

This Too Shall Pass

I seemingly had an amazing breakthrough yesterday. Only to have it all tumbling down in an instant in an evening.

Isn’t it interesting how up and down emotions can be? I know I complain whenever my emotions are down, but you can’t really always be on the up and up, right? Up can’t exist without a down. Same with opposite emotions. When I’m in a bad place, I’ve been trying to remember that “this too, shall pass”. Life goes on, you just gotta power through it.

Where’s “this too shall pass” from anyways? I thought I remember Gandalf saying it in Lord of the Rings, but I cannot confirm that. This is going to bother me now…

Be in the Alive Time

Note: This blog reads super depressing, but it ends with my motivation to live in the present, to spend it in Alive Time.

Just read this article about Alive Time vs. Dead Time. It reminded me of one of the last jobs. I spent hours in a mental dead state at this place. The company may have had a future at some point and some great people, but it wasn’t the right fit for me. I became disconnected with everyone, especially with the CEO and the board members. The worst had happened to me there- I had given up faith and trust in them. I can’t say that I was the only one. I know the rest of our company felt the same. Due to this, I went into a vegetative state for several months. What was the point of putting in any effort at work when even the higher ups seemed to not care? It became a very toxic environment and pushed my mental state beyond even working banking hours for three years in SF.

Don’t get me wrong, I still put in effort where it was needed. However, as the months dragged on, I became more of an empty shell with no motivation to fight on. I imagined that this is what it’d feel like to have a dementor suck out your soul. Except it dragged on for months more than I care to remember.

Thinking back, I know that I could have spent those months as “Alive Time” and developed myself in other valuable ways. In hindsight, I am kicking myself knowing that I should have been like Ryan Holiday and start to actually read up a storm instead of what I did, which was to buy books and not read them. (The Japanese actually have a word for this: tsundoku. This has no point, just the point that they have a word and I find it incredibly interesting.)

Instead, I spent months in Dead Time. Mentally and physically rotting away. But I guess I needed it. I’m convinced that it happened that way for a reason. I have no idea what that reason is, and I’m not going to spend more time trying to figure that out. Thinking about why I was depressed, miserable, hateful keeps putting me back into a dark place. I know I’ll still have to fight falling into the negative trap, but I feel more at peace with what happened in the last couple years. I definitely was in Dead Time during the last couple years, maybe even longer! I feel as if I’m finally breaking free. It makes me feel more Alive than I ever have in a long, long time. It’s just another thing I’ve learned during metirement, and I am truly grateful. Thank you.

Life Will Figure Itself Out

WHY is it so hard. Why? I suppose anything worth doing is going to take effort. I apparently do not want to give effort into this because I expect to magically be able to write something. I also think that I can magically wake up at 4am, be sharp and read a book, write a short blog, and then be out the door by 4:30 to catch a 6am flight. Oh, and I thought I could do all this when falling asleep somewhere between 12:30 to 1am. No, James. That is just silly. Maybe after a thousand times you’d be able to do this because you’d be in cruise control, but you’re still trying to get to Day 1.

Which then kinda brings me to a question I have. What does happen on these days where I have to wake up super early to get to somewhere? But then I get to think, is this “get to somewhere” nonsense all just an excuse? Cause in the end, life will always happen and there will always be days where something “needs” to get done. If I can’t prioritize what I think is important for myself, than I’ve already lost metirement.

I refuse to believe that though. I am enjoying life right now. I’m in Seattle contracting for a company that has a pretty good culture. Also, the buddy I’m working for is actually a legit boss. I’ve already learned a few things from him by just watching him lead meetings. It feels really good to be in a position where I can learn from the leaders around me. Not only that, but the team I’m working for is pretty solid.

I’m enjoying life at the moment, and I’m enjoying metirement. I’ll get to writing soon. It’ll come. I’m beginning to slowly feel different about things. I can’t explain it quite well, probably cause I’m for one, not entirely sure what it even is, but also cause… I don’t know how to explain it? I dont know. I can sense myself becoming frustrated with how many things I want to accomplish and things i have yet to do. I do feel like i’m urgently missing time by just sitting here and typing about some stupid feeling. At the same time, it feels important to write this all out. It feels important to feel those negative feelings rush out, but more importantly to understand them. Where do they come from? Why do they come this quickly?

I’m beginning to understand things a bit more. It’s funny though, cause as I understand things a bit more, I understand a lot of other things a bit less.

Maybe life isn’t about trying to “figure it out.” It seems more that life is just about living it, as in actually and moving, versus just sitting around hoping that you’ll figure shit out. You just keep on moving and worry about you. Life will figure itself out.

Fail. But I’ll get back up.

Sigh. I missed out on today again. I’m taking Meditations with me to Seattle tomorrow so let’s see what happens.

This is just an excuse, but I need to wake up at 4am tomorrow. So I’m going to pass on today’s Meditation quote. Also…. I didn’t read one today. Ugh. It’s okay. At least I am admitting this and trying to better myself.

No Random Actions

Super cheat day. Writing Aurelius’ quote for my 3rd day.

”In the first place: nothing at random, and nothing unrelated to some goal or end. Second, don’t relate your actions to anything except an end or goal which serves the human community.” (Book XII, 20)

He’s pretty much saying, any action should be driven towards your own end goal. It’s up to you.