It turns out procrastination is not typically a function of laziness, apathy or work ethic as it is often regarded to be. It’s a neurotic self-defense behavior that develops to protect a person’s sense of self-worth.
You see, procrastinators tend to be people who have, for whatever reason, developed to perceive an unusually strong association between their performance and their value as a person. This makes failure or criticism disproportionately painful, which leads naturally to hesitancy when it comes to the prospect of doing anything that reflects their ability — which is pretty much everything.
But in real life, you can’t avoid doing things. We have to earn a living, do our taxes, have difficult conversations sometimes. Human life requires confronting uncertainty and risk, so pressure mounts. Procrastination gives a person a temporary hit of relief from this pressure of “having to do” things, which is a self-rewarding behavior. So it continues and becomes the normal way to respond to these pressures.
Particularly prone to serious procrastination problems are children who grew up with unusually high expectations placed on them. Their older siblings may have been high achievers, leaving big shoes to fill, or their parents may have had neurotic and inhuman expectations of their own, or else they exhibited exceptional talents early on, and thereafter “average” performances were met with concern and suspicion from parents and teachers.
…oh. This explains a lot.
Joseph Gordon-Levitt as NIGHTWING. FUCK YES! MAKE THIS REAL!
I’m the one who steps from the shadows, all trenchcoat and cigarette and arrogance, ready to deal with the madness. Oh, I’ve got it all sewn up. I can save you. If it takes the last drop of your blood, I’ll drive your demons away. I’ll kick them in the bollocks and spit on them when they’re down and then I’ll be gone back into darkness, leaving only a nod and a wink and a wisecrack. I walk my path alone… who would walk with me?
[ So I kept all of the things that I actually liked about Constantine, substituted Paul Bettany as John, and changed the storyline. The First of the Fallen is a much better premise, anyway. ]
some days, like rain on the doorstep
she’ll cover me
with grace in all she offers
sometimes I’d like just to ask her
what honest words
she can’t afford to say
- I’m sorry but how the fuck did this photo even happen
- the photographer must have been like a fangirl
- she would’ve been like
- okay uh yeah jensen take off your shirt
- now could you like… uh… yeah just unbutton your pants
- yeah that’s good
- make sure that fly is nice and open
- and now could you just lie down on the hood of the car
- like that
- but put your arms out now
- okay perfect