self help
Self help, because you are your greatest asset.
Liminal Space
When we hear motivational speakers and self-help gurus speak about the importance and necessity of Change, they often fail to mention or acknowledge the overbearing feeling of loneliness that tends to come over you once you succeed at initiating it. We are always encouraged to change something about our behavior, our attitude, or our mindset when we’re feeling stuck in the rut our lives have become. Some of us commit fully to change, take inspired action to shift something monumental in our lives in order to combat the shameful feeling of stagnation. I am one of these people; I was a frog in a boiling pot, not realizing my stuck-ness until it was too late. In a desperation to change the course of my life, I made a choice to change something drastic: I moved across the country alone.
By Devin Reinhardt5 years ago in Motivation
Rolling With The Punches
Think back to the early teenage you. Reflect on all those awkward pubescent middle school years. The years of bad haircuts, sullen smiles, braces, and pimple-covered faces. Remember the times of being rebellious, careless, and feeling invincible. Maybe you were faced with the struggles of depression and loneliness from being excluded. Perhaps you felt as though you didn’t quite fit in with your peers simply because you looked different. If that described you, I know exactly how you felt. There were countless times when I felt like an outcast, a freak. I felt as though I didn’t belong, and nobody liked me. It was not easy to ditch that mindset. It took me several years to escape the feeling of not being wanted. I had to overcome more adversity than the average teenager to do so. I was basically like any other teenager, trying to figure out who I was and what to make of the world. There was just one evident difference that separated me from my peers; I was in a wheelchair. My name is Sean Crosby, and this is my story of a time when I faced, overcame, and learned from my experience in “social shock.”
By Sean Crosby5 years ago in Motivation
It Is A Matter of Focus
I found myself facing total ruin, "Now What" rang through my ears day and night. I could feel the pressure of life closing in around me, and it was not good. I had always enjoyed drawing. It was a great escape, but I was not good at it, and there was no way it would be my saving grace. I sat discouraged.
By Jeff Johnson5 years ago in Motivation
Growing up with Anxiety and being an Introvert
I am not a very social person, let alone a confidant in myself kind of person. I grew up in a single-parent household like any other person back in the day. I've always been pushed by my family to do my best and nothing less, it was almost like I had immigrant parents. I have always had a very 'quiet' demeanor that got me to be the brunt of jokes at school many times. In middle school, the 6th graders would always pick on me because I was quiet and a little on the heavy side. My nose was always in a book which leads to people calling me an unattractive nerd and I would never interact with most people. In 3rd grade, the first friend I thought I had turned out to only use me because I was really good at drawing. I tried my best to stay away from her and people, but that all came to a head when we got in a fight and I beat her so bad that she moved. I found out that I broke her arm and my mom took me to Chuck E. Cheese, one of my weirdest memories, but my mom saw it as a win for me.
By V-Ink Stories5 years ago in Motivation
Pennies for Passion?
Must a passion be monetized? This is a question I’ve been asking myself for just over a year now, which is when I began to discover my deepest passion. That’s partly because just over a year ago, just as the full implications of pandemic lockdown were being realized, my sweet family and I just encountered an additional complication.
By Amanda Erickson5 years ago in Motivation
Read Why You Need to Educate Yourself about Your Habits
Nora,18, is a college student. She has got a new mobile phone from her parents on her 18th birthday. Till then she spends 8 hours on an average everyday on the mobile screen. She and her parents do not have the slightest sense that she has been developing a bad habit very quickly. If she continues this way for few months , the habit can turn into a pathological disaster. It can seriously tell upon her health, waste her time, attention, energy and so on. Her parents may blame her phone but the question is who is to blame: parents, Nora or the device? Surely the phone is not as it does not have the ability to think and freedom to choose. Formally educating the parents and children about the science of Habit has become forefront more than ever before. It is no doubt that it is increasingly becoming more and more relevant everyday.
By Moshiur Rahman5 years ago in Motivation
How to Set Healthy Boundaries
you too, like everyone else in the universe, deserve your love and affection. ”~ Buddha This unprecedented time gave us the opportunity to pause, meditate, and focus on the things that really matter in our lives. As an unexpected benefit, the need for social isolation has provided most of us with much-needed personal boundaries.
By Ram Paudel5 years ago in Motivation
Outsider
I am sure everybody has felt like they don't fit in at one point or another. Finding someone that can say they never felt like the outsider would be a big challenge. I know I sure did. At school or work. Lets be honest, some of us did not fit in at home. I sure didn't. Not because I had bad parents, but just very different ways of thinking. I had nothing in common with my brother and sister. My mother was always working, not that we had much in common, but still, she taught me what she knew about my passions and her morals. Anyway, back on topic. all of us have felt like we didn't fit in. Most of our lives are spent trying to be excepted by someone whether it's by a loved one, significant other, or your boss at work, the soccer moms that meet at McDonald's every other day. We all have that need, but why? When I started asking that question, I discovered a whole new person inside of myself. I stopped aiming to please the people around me and started pleasing myself. I didn't worry about what to wear at the next office party or social gathering, I just wore what I was in the mood to wear and I looked stunning. I dressed to put a smile on my face and if I am lucky still put a smile on my man's face too. My point is I was happy. My confidence was infectious and it reflected in my work.Which then made my boss love me, so then I did the same for situations in all parts of my life. Personal and work. I did what I wanted focusing on making me happy, and my friends followed. Even in bads times when I was in between jobs or my relationship was rocky, I focused on making myself happy first and everything falls into place behind me. I always wondered where that saying, "What other people think of you is none of your business. " came from. Why do we even care what they think? That question came to mind so much in my life growing up. I was tall and skinny growing up and with a name like Heather to go with weather and feather, well the rest is history. I always felt awkward at school and kids were just so mean. If your clothes weren't perfect or if you didn't have nice shoes and things you were prime target for the bullies and snooty girls. It got better in high school. If you can not tell, this is sarcasm people. High school was the same popularity was based on clothes and materialistic things rather than, brains. Beauty even was not based on your looks alone. You had to have the money as well. I remember our prom queen was sub par in the looks department with a personality to match. I was the person thinking about my next test, and giggling that this years queen couldn't multiply past her sixes without a calculator and her king read like a third grader but yet I wanted to belong to the crowd that surrounded the king and queen with flowers and candies and congratulations for them both. I wanted to be mean to people without even realizing I had done so. I wanted to go to the mall with those snobs and have sleepovers and dance around with those girls. I look back at those days and laugh. I was so young even though I thought I knew it all. I am thankful for the realization that you don't have to fit in to their group, you can make your own.
By Heather Hauck5 years ago in Motivation
