The hardest part of breaking a bad habit is convincing myself that it is worth breaking in the first place.
For example, I had a horrible finger-biting issue in my adolescence. I say “horrible” because I usually bit my nails to the point of having no nail or skin around my nails left. I had so many people scold me for that habit, but I really had no motivation to stop. In fact, the moment someone lectured me about it I would immediately think “step off bitch” or something along those lines. I only stopped because I was tired of it getting in the way of my hobbies. My a-ha moment was working on a comic book and having to stop because my fingers started bleeding again. After that, I never did it again. I was just too annoyed.
Really, that’s always the trick: finding zero reason to continue a bad habit.
It’s hard to convince myself that smoking is bad when I don’t want to live past 40.
Or that weight loss is good when I had the same confidence level now that I did 60 lbs. ago.
Or that swearing is wrong when I know it’s just a bunch of sounds at the end of the day.
Even something like being a hikikomori feels fine to me because even though I know I am missing out on a lot of things by staying indoors 90% of the time, I like being indoors. So, why should I force myself outside to experience things that might make me happy when my life inside this apartment definitely makes me happy?
Yeah. This post is lame.
I just thought about this bullshit while making paths in ACNL, but Mark has the game now and I wanted to get it out of my system. LOL
That is all.