I feel like I need to make this post on losing motivation, because a lot of the time, on here, it seems that when people lose motivation to study, they try and just force and bully themselves into being motivated. That’s not a good method, studying the things you love should be joyful, not a horrendous chore. And motivation via negativa only leads to less motivation long term, where as motivation via positiva leads to a strengthened sense of being able to overcome obstacles and more motivation long term.
If you are losing motivation, usually there is some other reason for it. You are a whole person, not just a shard of academic intellectualism, and the other elements of your being need to be taken care of. We sometimes forget that. So if you have noticed your motivation is slipping, check in with yourself:
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forever in my heart and on my mind. my biggest joy. my deepest wound……..kick
just watched haikyuu for the first time bc of the Olympics and omg why did I never know these cutie pies existed they are all SO adorable 😭😭😭 would kms if any of them are sad for any reason
Thought it was gonna be a kinda tacky kids movie w gay knights and their shapeshifter kid but I am pleasantly surprised and found myself laughing out loud in my room lmao
me when ao3 is down so I'm forced to go to bed early and have a good 8 hours of sleep before going back to work tomorrow instead of burning my retina on my screen phone reading about the same guys falling in love over and over until 3 am
this is where alex tried to impugn henry’s virtue btw
I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone.
I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone.
It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.
I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.
But when I see a mother with her child;
A girl with her lover;
Or a friend laughing with their best friend;
I realize that even though I like being alone
I don’t fancy being lonely.
Part Four of "Stand Here on the Edge With Me" is out on ao3 today!
Read it here!
characters who are absolutely convinced down to their bones that they are unlovable being subjected to the mortifying ideal of being wholly and unconditionally loved. that’s the good stuff. never get tired of it.