before long, find something newer and shinier that Iâm sure Iâll want to make a better career out of. That, of course, lasts for a short while before something even newer and shinier appears to lure me away from my last job, and the cycle repeats itself. I should be motivated to follow through on one career path because I need the money and Iâm not getting any younger, but when an idea gets into my head, thereâs no room for logic, perspective, or anything else. My goal is to settle on one career path, any path, before Iâm so old I should retire.
If you had a problem with, say, constant barfing, you wouldnât settle for feeling like a loser while resigning yourself to a life spent within ten feet of a toilet or in reach of a paper bag; youâd see a specialist, quit gluten if you had to, or at least become a master of puke jokes. Thatâs why the first job as a chronic fuckup is to put aside shame and blame and find out if part of the trouble is a weakness in your mental equipment.
Most people avoid this step because itâs painful to know that something about you doesnât work right, but doing so will save energy youâre wasting on self-blame and apology and will give you ideas about better things to do than kicking yourself.
Incidentally, the line between bad mental equipment and bad behavior is often blurred by the fact that bad mental equipment usually causes people to behave badly. This is either because theyâre innately more angry and impulsive than they can manage, or because they become bitter about their inability to stop themselves from fucking up, which ups the anger factor even more. So the fact that some fuckups act like Assholes (see Chapter 9) doesnât necessarily mean theyâve made worse choices than the better-behaved fuckups, or that they have more control over their choices. It just means they struggle more and their behavior may be even harder for them to change or control.
If you can tolerate the humiliation and helplessness and admit that youâre an out-of-control fuckup, it frees you from expectations you canât possibly meet, promises you canât keep, and appearances you canât maintain; it liberates you from the ensuing cycle of endless failure. It doesnât free you, of course, from your standards or your determination to be as least fucked-up as possible given your new, self-acknowledged fuckup status.
As soon as you accept who you are, think hard about the standards you want to live up to and less about looking normal, pleasing authorities, or competing with others. Use those standards to manage your inner fuckup by redoubling your efforts to learn whatever you really care about and manage bad behavior.
Rely on your own standards for defining hard work, reliability, and self-reliance, and use your gifts to achieve them in your own way. If your career happens to lack prestige or follows an unconventional, restless path, donât criticize yourself. Respect yourself all the more for having found a way to meet standards using equipment you didnât choose and given habits that are hard to break.
Remember, fucking up doesnât mean getting bad results; it means not doing your best with what youâve got. As long as youâve developed values you believe in, and have reason to think youâre doing your best to work at living up to them, youâll always be a success, even if learning youâve got a wacky brain is hard to swallow.
Quick Diagnosis
Hereâs what you wish for and canât have:
â¢Â On-demand concentration and focus
â¢Â Not acting stupid
â¢Â Good results whenever you work hard and deserve them
â¢Â Not feeling scared shitless before you can start working
Hereâs what you can aim for and actually achieve:
â¢Â Define for yourself whatâs necessary to get done
â¢Â Find your own ways for doing and delegating whatâs