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Good morning. Stayed up all night thinking about 'learned helplessness' and how it isn't real.
Rather it should be called 'realised incompetence'.
I've realised just how bad I've got it and why. I have never baked a cake. Never wrapped a Christmas present. Never changed a bike tyre, never put up a tent, never patched a hole in the wall, was never taught to shave, never been to a wedding, never been to a festival, never had a female friend, never went to high school formal, don't know anything about cars, don't know how to fish, don't know how to tie something onto a ute tray, don't know how to buy or sell a vehicle, don't know how to iron a shirt, can't cook anything more than chucking something in the oven or pan, can't do home maintenance, was always picked last in lunch time soccer when you lined up against the fence, was always teased about my glasses and face. Never taught how how home loans work, don't know what stamp duty is, I could go on and on.
Everything I know is from a screen. All I know how to do is use a computer and go out drinking and taking drugs.
So its really no wonder how you progress from that into self-deprecating humour, isolation with video games, and down the internet rabbit hole you go. Then you can't complete a degree, can't keep a job, a stable routine, a healthy lifestyle, maintain relationships above the status of drinking buddy, and more.
Woe to the incompetent