For almost 20 years, I've indulged myself in the "too good to work hard" mentality, that was backed up by my marginal success in academic fields, but then I stumbled upon a certain claim from an anonymous source. It said something along these lines : Constant self-improvement is the only way to get the most out of your life. The claim itself wasn't exactly pleasing to hear because I, rightfully so, knew that improving oneself is a hard, ambiguous and life-long commitment. As I was about to throw the idea of constant self-improvement away and continue my day without giving it further thought, I had an epiphany. At that particular moment my thought process was something like this: How much of a better person would I become, if I took as little as an hour from each day I spent on wasted leisure and invested it into the self-growth? Awfully embarrassed at the fact that until that point, such an obvious thought has never cro...
The Odyssey of Overcoming One's Shadow