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How I became calmer, less stressed, more organized and generally improved over a year and a half – and you can too
I’ll have what she’s having: Turns out self-help can be pretty satisfying
While it’s sad to say goodbye, there’s a certain satisfaction in being able to look back on what I learned, and how it can help anyone who wants to improve themselves.
I’m the first to admit I started this blog with a healthy dose of skepticism. Was it really possible to improve my lot in life simply by correcting my own bad habits and adopting sparkling new ones?
Such a notion smacked of that particular brand of American self-improvement that’s spawned a magical belief in positive thinking and those dreadful seminars that claim to show you how to make a fortune in Florida real estate. Besides, if there was a secret to better living, surely it would have been codified and disseminated by now?
As a feminist, I’m also deeply suspicious of cultural expectations that we fix ourselves, rather than the world. Like the 99 per centers, I’m supposed to be safely at home, examining my skin for defects and my soul for blemishes, rather than questioning the systems that decree my inadequate self in need of fixing in the first place.
Yes, but. There was no denying that I wasn’t happy with my personal status quo, and no revolution was going to fix that. If simple steps could make daily living more enjoyable, I’d have to be even more of a curmudgeon than usual to refuse to even try them.
I’ve blogged about the habits I kept, and I think you’ve heard more than enough about my favourite new productivity system. But for my last post, I wanted to let you know what happened when I did.