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When Did I Become a Procrastinator?
And who/what can I blame it on?
I wasn’t always like this. I didn’t always put things off until the last minute. I wasn’t always lazy or tired or careless.
But something has happened as I’ve gotten older. I’ve become a procrastinator.
In high school, I was a hard worker. Diligent. Focused. And I had the grades to prove it. I was smart, but not effortlessly so. I spent hours every evening studying for my AP exams, memorizing vocab and facts, solving math problems and writing essays. I was unapologetically an overachiever.
And it paid off. I had top grades in all my classes. I was able to get into a pretty prestigious college. But after graduation, I slowly began to lose my diligence. My focus.
And now? Almost 10 years later, I still don’t know how to get it back.
I could come up with a list of reasons for how I became a procrastinator. I could blame my desire for a social life in college, and the drinking and partying that came with it. I could blame the jobs I’ve taken since college, which don’t seem to challenge me and where there never seems to be quite enough work to keep me busy. I could blame my smart phone, which I didn’t have in high school, and is a constant distraction. I could blame my lack of sleep or my poor diet. I could blame the people in my…
