Breaking the habit.

I just googled how long it might take to break a habit.

21 days, it says.

Clicked on another scholarly article, and it says this research result was published in 1970s.

Ouch, a near 40 years of difference.

Let me click on another article, it says for a new habit to stick, it takes an average of 66 days. 66 days doesn’t sound all too bad, it’s like…2 months.

Then I read on, only to find out that it varies from individual to individual, it could take place from 18 days ( ~2.5 weeks) to 254 days (8.5 months). The huge range will prolly make my stats prof weep.

I clicked on article after article, and each suggests a different length of time required.

There seems to not be a fixed solution to this problem at hand, which is fair enough, as we are all unique individuals with different mindsets and level of self discipline.

  1. My level of self discipline: Near zero. ( it might look better in decimal points, but that would introduce even more zeros infront, which isn’t ideal)
  2. My level of stubborn-ness: Donkey.
  3. Chances of success story to update others: Donkey X zero = zero

Well, that sure puts things into perspective, and is very encouraging to individual (aka me).

Looks like we have some work to do, or reverse engineer this. Cultivate a good habit to cancel out the effects of that one bad habit. Outnumber the bad habits by having more good habits!

4. Level of evasion: infinite (please hire me to play dodgeball, I am good at avoiding issues)

FINE.

I guess I really do want to get rid of this habit, but I am very emotional. I am an emotion-hoarder (is there such a term?)

The thing is, I let people waltz in and out of my life. I know they are doing this intentionally, only waltzing in when they need help, or they lack attention. (Essentially I am a doormat)

I find excuses for them – they really need help! What if they really needed a listening ear, and I turned them away? What if this what if that...

The amount of drama that went through my head whenever I see a familiar yet strange name pop-up on my phone screen…is immense. (I am dying in my own melodrama, would mediacorp perhaps consider hiring me).

I rationalize by saying that if I did not rendered help when they need it, and something did indeed happened…I will just live in guilt my entire life.

Though, most of the situations were not life-threatening (thank goodness), after helping/listening to them. They disappear into a wisp of air, and will only return when the next episodes starts.

Then, I start questioning myself. Is that really needed? Do I really need to even entertain them?

Then I realized, this is a bad habit. A habit that I need to break (atleast for the moment, because I do have alot on my plate at the moment).

To quit prioritizing people who prolly don’t truly value me anyway.

But every time, a situation arises, and my heart would soften and I will end up helping anyway.

Kill them with kindness, so they say.

I think the only one that I am killing is myself.

Though I don’t think I will fully break this never-ending vicious cycle of dilemma(I think that requires a change of character in entirety), I think I must learn to pick my battles very carefully.

Instead of breaking this habit, I think I would prefer to cultivate the habit of taking time to reply.

To let myself cool down, think, before deciding if I want to reply.

Onwards to the next 65 days of growing this habit!

 

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