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Self Improvement
A community which focusses on improving yourself. This can be in many different ways - from improving physical health or appearance, to improving mental health, creating better habits, overcoming addictions, etc.
While material circumstances beyond our control do govern much of our daily lives, people do have agency and choices to make, whether that is as "simple" as disciplining yourself to not doomscroll, to as complex as recreating yourself to have many different hobbies and habits.
This is not a place where all we do is talk about improving "productivity" (in a workplace context) and similar terms and harmful lifestyles like "grindset". Self-improvement here is intended to make you a generally better and happier person, as well as a better communist, and any other roles you may have in your life.
Rules and guidelines:
- Posts should be about self-improvement. This is obviously a wide category, and can range from advice, to finding resources, to self-posts about needing to improve in a certain area, or how you have improved, and many other things.
- Use content warnings when discussing difficult subjects.
- Do not make medical decisions solely because of a discussion you have had with any person here (e.g. whether to take or not take medications; diagnoses; etc.) as we do not vet people. All medical problems should be discussed with a real-life medical professional.
- Do not post harmful advice here. If this is seen, then please report it and we shall remove it. If you are unsure about whether it's precisely harmful advice or not but feel uneasy about it, please report it anyway.
- Do not insult other users and their lifestyles or their habits (unless they ask, I suppose). This is a place for self-improvement. Critique and discussion about a course of action is encouraged over shit-flinging. Don't talk down to people.
I signed up for my classes, and I've been having an existential crisis ever since. I really just wanted to do art, but I never so much as picked up a pencil or learned so much as one song because I was worried it would never make money. I'm in my mid-twenties finishing a degree I abandoned in my early 20s and I will be surrounded by only early 20s folks. I missed out on youth big time.
I'm not going to like what I'm doing, but the only alternative is rotting away in my parents basement while I do minimum wage jobs waiting for inspiration to strike me even though it likely never will. It feels like I am settling for a lesser devil rather than finding happiness.
It sucks so much how capitalism sets us up with this complex where we're afraid to pursue our passions because they aren't profitable enough. Like the hustle culture bullshit where we are expected to judge even our hobbies by their potential for making money.