How many times did you promise yourself to not give a fuck about something or someone and how many times were actually successful?
Our culture today is obsessively focused on unrealistically positive expectations: Be happier. Be healthier. Be the best, better than the rest. Be smarter, faster, richer, sexier, more popular, more productive, more envied, and more admired. Be perfect and amazing and crap out twelve-karat-gold nuggets before breakfast each morning while kissing your selfie-ready spouse and two and a half kids goodbye. Then fly your helicopter to your wonderfully fulfilling job, where you spend your days doing incredibly meaningful work that’s likely to save the planet one day.
Life is too short to worry about what other people think and how to reduce your fucks given so you don’t dissapoint anyone for no reason. But there you go, that’s the reason. The fact that you do think about what everyone else think is your point of realzing that you still have fucks to give. And yes they might be worth it, but your anger level is not accommodating your needs. And it’s definitely on the way.
I’ve tried the zero fucks given way to many times. And I always went back to help people who never helped me. I was never able to focus on my own problems, because I was too focused on fixing other people problems. Too focused living someone’s emotions but not mine. After draining my energy and crashing I realized that my problems, needs, emotions and energy are the most important thing and i should definitely focus on them rather then chasing the sunshine for someone else.
Some people want the reward and not the struggle. They want the result and not the process. They are in love with not the fight but only the victory. And life doesn’t work that way.
Who you are is defined by what you’re willing to struggle for.
And let me tell you, people who enjoy the struggles of a gym are the ones who run triathlons and have chiseled abs and can bench-press a small house.
People who enjoy long workweeks and the politics of the corporate ladder are the ones who fly to the top of it.
Manson, Mark. The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck (Mark Manson Collection) (p. 40)
People who enjoy the stresses and uncertainties of the starving artist lifestyle are ultimately the ones who live it and make it.
This is not about willpower or grit.
This is not another admonishment of “no pain, no gain.” This is the most simple and basic component of life: our struggles determine our successes. Our problems birth our happiness, along with slightly better, slightly upgraded problems.
So I’ve decided to not give a fuck for anything and anyone and everyone who dares to say “you can’t do that”. Sure the fuck I can. I’ve started my own journey of loving myself more and doing things that other people aren’t going to do and enjoying life on my own terms.
I am very chaotic person and have a crazy personality. But when it comes to friends I am very careful who I allow close to me.
I don’t want to beg anyone for attention or support. Absolutely fucking not. There are way too many people who I helped one way or another and after realizing that I don’t want them in my life i cut the connection right away. Yes, without explanation. Kinda of “read the room” type. If I want you in my life, I will make sure that you stay there. And I will make sure I enjoy my time with you. But if you don’t want me in your life, that’s okay. Zero fucks given here. I won’t judge you. We all make bad choices.
If you find yourself consistently giving too many fucks about trivial shit that bothers you—your ex-boyfriend’s new Facebook picture, how quickly the batteries die in the TV remote, missing out on yet another two-for-one sale on hand sanitizer—chances are you don’t have much going on in your life to give a legitimate fuck about. And that’s your real problem. Not the hand sanitizer. Not the TV remote.
When a person has no problems, the mind automatically finds a way to invent some. I think what most people—especially educated, pampered middle-class white people—consider “life problems” are really just side effects of not having anything more important to worry about. It then follows that finding something important and meaningful in your life is perhaps the most productive use of your time and energy.
The problem with people who hand out fucks like ice cream at a goddamn summer camp is that they don’t have anything more fuck-worthy to dedicate their fucks to.
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xoxo 💋 ,
one and only
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