We all want to improve ourselves, right? As someone suffering from Atelophobia, anything but perceived perfection can lead to an anxiety attack. We all have some sort of idea about where we want all this to take us, right? Almost. Most people don't really know what their goal is. Sure, they know they want to start seeing some results with women, or something equally vague, but they don't really know what they're working towards. They're just hoping that if they keep this stuff up, maybe something will one day click and they'll suddenly be living a life that would make their past self-envious. Thing is, that's not going to happen by accident.
I'm not denying that these guys are making improvements in their lives - they're doing plenty of things right and their commitment to self-improvement is something truly commendable - but the progress they're making is just a side effect of what they're doing, and eventually it's going to stop. Then it becomes apparent that they've been basing their self-worth on the progress they managed to make, and the positive feedback it earned them. Now they're stuck at a plateau, frustrated that they aren't improving like they once were, beginning to question whether they really achieved anything at all. It's a crappy situation to be in, but it's easily fixed. The fact of the matter is that these guys lack direction. They're trying everything in the hope that something will provide the solution they're looking for, when all they needed to do was focus. Decide where you want to be; figure out how you're going to get there; then start walking.
Do you start driving your car without knowing where you're going? No. You know where you want to be and you use the knowledge you've acquired to make the correct turns to get there. Don't know how to reach your destination? You seek external help in the form of a map. You learn a new set of directions, and from that point onwards you're able to apply them as and when you need them.
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