The only problem I have with Sivers' advice is that if I did things his way I'd be saying "no" 99.999% of the time. Most of the time I can't muster a HELL YEAH

The only problem I have with Sivers' advice is that if I did things his way I'd be saying "no" 99.999% of the time. Most of the time I can't muster a HELL YEAH for my job, my marriage, the gym, seeing my therapist, or much of anything beyond listening to old heavy metal albums and reading old sf/fantasy fiction. But nobody's going to do my adulting for me so I suck it up and say "Oh, OK." instead. Yes, I could quit my job. The job isn't the problem. Work is the problem. I got into tech because it paid better than cleaning toilets. It still does, and I've always known better than to expect my job to feed my soul in addition to paying my bills. Yes, I could divorce my wife, but what did she do to deserve that? There are reasons I still love her, I still enjoy her company, and it's not like I didn't know what I was getting myself into when I popped the question. Yes, I could stop going to the gym, but I paid up front, I make gains when I show up and do the work, and people are seeing the change. I'm not getting any younger, but that doesn't mean I have to get weaker and fatter. Yes, I could stop seeing my therapist, but I've tried dealing with my shit on my own and most of the time it didn't work that well. I could also try dumping my shit on my wife like a lot of married men do, but that doesn't seem to work all that well for most of the guys I know. Let's be honest: getting high, reading Moorcock, and listening to Sabbath wasn't much of a life when I was 18; it's not much of a life at 48 either. If I want to have a real life, then I need to suck it up and deal with a lot of shit I'm not necessarily enthusiastic about.