How I Overcame a Chronic Lack of Motivation to Start Things and See Them Through to Completion
It started with being pressurized into picking a ‘realistic’ field of study as opposed to my interests
What stands out most to me from my childhood is an overwhelming feeling of shame.
And helplessness.
No, I don’t blame my parents for making me feel that way perhaps because I have a more compassionate mindset now that I am older. I understand that they too were victims of a culture that reveres academic stars and where any slant towards creativity is quickly nipped in the bud as it is considered a waste of time.
In other words, it did not promise a stable job, steady income, or decent marriage prospects for that matter.
I belonged to the latter category. I couldn’t care less about grinding hard like my peers in order to land a spot in a premier educational institution which would then be their vehicle to a cushy job, preferably abroad.
Simply because my interests were different and therefore worrisome to some because it went against the norm.
