You know the ones. They all star this legless bald chick with an IQ of 70 and anorexia whose stepdad beats her but she ends up going to Harvard and winning Miss USA and running a marathon and then goes on to inspire other bald legless anorexics to achieve their dreams.
Does the Lifetime movie channel play in other countries besides America? Cause it’s so fucking “Pull yourself up by your bootstraps” American I could puke…and then make a hot chocolate and grab a box of kleenex and cry, “She’s. So-ooo. Ah…ma..ma..zing!” and then watch it again. Damn you, Lifetime movies!
I swear to God, this is the reason why we are all so crazy: the expectations. They are terrible. TERRIBLE!
This is coming from someone who is practically a walking talking lifetime movie.
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I have success and love and peace and spend my weekends doing things like “apple picks” and “cider making” and get 90 minute massages and host brunches and shit.
But I grew up in the foster care system. I was beaten and starved and molested, and then was homeless and have almost died of things like “exposure” and “starvation” wayyyy too many times. My contemporaries are strippers or meth addicts. Or dead.
The promo of my Lifetime movie would be: Odds against her, a young woman overcomes untold hardships, just in time for Christmas! Starring Rue McClanahan, Claire Danes, and for some reason, Matthew Broderick. Inspiring!
But here’s the honest truth: by not trying to be inspiring and overcome shit, I’ve become inspiring and overcome shit.
DIFFICULT ROADS OFTEN LEAD TO BEAUTIFUL DESTINAT…Gag..Ha…Gaaa. Sorry, threw up there a little bit.
There is a billboard campaign running in my town right now. It features a picture of a pretty young woman in her cap and gown and the sign reads: “Homeless to Harvard #BeInspirational.”
How nice, right? One day, you are homeless. The next day you graduate from Harvard! I mean, if she can do it, maybe I can do it, and maybe everyone can do it! After all, what’s my excuse? What’s your excuse? The guy on the corner with a meth addiction who was beaten with a shovel since he was a toddler, what’s his excuse? He can go to Harvard, he just needs to work harder! We all just need to do more. Be inspiring!
I shake my head at this fucking sign every day. Showcasing the impossible achievements of others in two-step processes and then putting an Instagram filter on it is a huge problem. It allows us to be cruel to others and cruel to ourselves. It’s an anxiety inducing, bullshit lie.
Thank you, counselor lady at Lincoln High whose name I don’t remember
When I was a senior, I decided to drop out of high school. I was emancipated, I worked 30 hours a week, got straight A’s and was sleeping in a 24 hour laundromat. I was getting by on the “Go Pills” I had discovered in a friend’s medicine cabinet but they weren’t working anymore.I was exhausted and sleeping with one eye open so that “creepy guy with no laundry and his hands in his trench coat” didn’t get any ideas; was no longer an option. I had to move to full time work and the second semester of my senior year was keeping me from a safe place to sleep.
“Hi! I need to drop out. Are there forms I need to sign?” I said as I flopped down in a chair in front of the school counselor.
“Name?” she asked.
I told her and she pulled out my file.
“Tell me why you want to drop out,” she said, exasperated. The window AC in her office was adorned with those sad little streamers that tell you that it is, in fact, running.
“I am emancipated. I have a job, I need to work more hours, and I can’t do this anymore, alright?”
She looked through my file for what seemed like forever.
“Honey, you are so dumb I can hardly look at you.”
I stood up.
“Sit your ass down. LISTEN,” she said. “You are taking AP psychology.” She pulled a pen out of her desk and violently drew a line through it. “Public Speaking; don’t need that,” she said with another violent swish of her pen, “Or that,” swish, “Or [chuckles] that,” swish.
She pulled out another file and a calculator. “You have missed 5 days of school. For god’s sake, no one ever taught you about hooky?” she murmured. “You can miss 33 more days before you have to file an appeal. That should get you about 15 days more,” she said, mostly to herself while pounding on the calculator.
“Alright.” She looked up at me from over the top of her glasses. “Can you show up to history and biology 22 more times in the next four months?”
“Yeah…”
“Ok, then. D’s get degrees,” she said and crammed my new schedule into my hand.
Thank you. You were the first person who didn’t try to turn me into a character from a Lifetime movie. You were the first person who didn’t tell me to “try harder,” to “succeed no matter what!” You were a straightforward hard-ass and you didn’t put your unrealistic expectations on me. Thank you for not trying to be inspiring. Because of you I graduated high school.
A new kind of overachiever
You probably don’t identify as an overachiever because you confuse it with being a “High Achiever.”
Unlike a “High Achiever,” Being an overachiever is not really about what you have or have not achieved. It’s about being crushed by expectation. You don’t think of things in simple stages, but as entire processes. Getting out of bed for an overachiever might mean, “Then the day has to start and I have to ‘go’ and ‘be’ and ‘do.’ That overwhelms me.”
Overachievers can struggle with basic tasks because the non-inspiring small details that actually get shit done in and of themselves can seem like “not enough.” This type of person might not do anything in a day, because they can’t do everything.
It’s always onto the next step with this kind of person. The overwhelming expectations that they tie in with things like taking a shower, doing the dishes, or applying mascara can paralyze them.
So what can you do about it?
First, realize that life is boring and that is wonderful.
There’s a reason they have to put music in montage scenes of inspiring movies. Without it, it would be guy working out, guy eating eggs, guy working out, guy eating eggs…boring. Put “Eye of the Tiger” to it, and it’s “Rocky”!
Second, realize that doing one thing in no way obligates you to do the next thing. I started wearing makeup everyday. I suffer from anxiety and depression and putting on my makeup makes me feel more sociable. Mastering the thought process of, “Just because I put on makeup, doesn’t obligate me to go out,” helps me put on the makeup, and that helps me to go out.
Sometimes I say, “I am too tired to make dinner.” I know I can chop vegetables, I’m just overwhelmed with the dinner making. So I say, “You aren’t making dinner; just chop the vegetables.” And I do, and sometimes that’s it. Vegetables chopped! Success! Now let’s get takeout! But most of the time, chopping the vegetables leads me to boiling the broth which leads me to say, “Well I might as well add that chicken,” and bam, you got a stew goin!
Conclusion
Oh, how our Pinterest boards runneth over. But they are making us sick.
I get it: inspiring stories are pretty. They sell. They make the little hairs on our arms stand up. “Girl gets up, does the dishes” isn’t exactly going to be a box office hit. But that’s the truth. That’s the fucking secret. You do the dishes, one plate at a time and that as an achievement is enough. . Nothing about the process of becoming inspirational is even remotely interesting. It’s boring, Thank God!
TWIST ENDING: “Creepy guy with no laundry and his hands in his trench coat” is now my husband. KIDDING! He was actually my long lost twin brother. Siamese twin brother…who was with me the whole time…but was actually my alter ego and never existed at all. Someone get Matthew Broderick on the phone, we got a hit!
Stay tuned every Thursday for more unsolicited advice about shit you didn’t know you were doing wrong, and follow DGGYST on Facebook for more musings!
Damn, Girl. Get Your Shit Together. 
Thank you so much for writing this. It was really what i needed today. Thank you one million times!
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Love it……
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Definitely hit too close to home! Thanks so much for this!
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Wednesday, did I promise you a button honey?
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I missed buttoning someone this month because I wrote it down and lost the effing paper like a dumbass, and I’m just tortured. You popped up and I’m like “MAYBE ITS YOU
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I don’t think you did, but I would love a button all the same!
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lol! Damn, the torture continues! November button for you it is though!
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Thank you!
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Hard core! I was a high school teacher. I met people like you were. We had Student Success in our school. It was the best part of my job.
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Hey! I love seeing your little cartoon face in my comments lol! What is “Student Success”?
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I was an initiative set up by our school district to help those kids who were “falling through the cracks”. Basically set up to make sure as many students graduated as possible. I loved working with those students the most. I was a senior high school teacher.
Glad you like my avatar. I am much better looking in real life!
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As someone who is often incredibly overwhelmed by the small, boring tasks that lead to other tasks- thank you.
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Jordan! Thank you so much for stopping by and for your support!
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“by not trying to be inspiring and overcome shit, I’ve become inspiring and overcome shit.” – This. SO MUCH THIS.
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❤❤❤
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I agree with this and know that since you have gone through being homeless and abused and so on I believe you have excellent point of views from both perspectives…
I would also like to say thank you for being the first person to read and like my blog.
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Thank yo so much for stopping by and for your kind words!
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I can appreciate it when someone actually has meaning behind their words instead of writing bs… I your probably gonna gag but you kinda inspired my… I had an extremely rough childhood and it’s nice to know that others did to
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Thank you for saying this to me. I read your post and I hope that the blogging community can give you the support that you need❤❤❤
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Thanx 😘
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Damn! I loved your post. Though you might feel uninspired, you certainly are inspiring.
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I needed this today. Thank you.
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I came over to your blog and this is the first thing i read!! You made be introspective and laugh plus added an “eye of the tiger” soundtrack to my mundane day.
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I don’t know you, but I love you. Let’s meet at the local Starbucks (are you from or have been to North Jersey?) and really put it out there about life. Great read!
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Reblogged this on Kindra M. Austin and commented:
Damn Girl, you’re bananas, and brilliant, and I ❤ u.
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Reblogged this on Brave and Reckless and commented:
Damn Girl at Damn Girl, Get Your Shit Together spins some serious wisdom here (says the serious overachiever)
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Please never stop writing..
people who have never had anything bad happen to them just don’t get it and you just fucking get it. I love it and I’m following you like a bad STD
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Haha! You are such an awesome chick! You just make me smile until the skin on my face hurts! Thank you so much!
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Lifetime recycles the same story over and over and over, changing the names and seasons. Life is beyond challenging, brutal and messy. But these watered down, overdone tales of battered women and psycho Moms don’t even scratch the surface of reality, the fact that tidy endings aren’t always achieved in an hour. It makes me feel angry and exploited, the implications that women all suffer from naïveté, poor upbringing and mental disorder. And that all men are abusers or rescuers. Every human being possesses the potential for love and fear. Capable of good and bad behavior, success and failure. I think all you have said here is wonderful. Keep chopping those vegetables, but only when you want to. Hugs.
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I just wanted to comment to say 1) I love the name of your blog! And 2) absolutely terrific post!!
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Gold, girl! I can so relate
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Omg! I’m in love with this blog!!! I feel as though you have the answers😂
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Haha! Thank you so much! I have answers as long as you don’t ask me math questions 😉
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No questions from me…. I’ll just enjoy😍
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The title alone…you’re very brilliant.
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When i read that it felt like it was written by someone who has gotten their shit together! Great work! Looking forward to more!
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Needed this.
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I had been trying to find this post again, because Matthew asked me what your “story” was, and I knew it was in a fairly recent post.
So here I was, I was scanning down through this and I came upon the Steve Irwin GIF. Now, you know that I laugh and do things like burst blood vessels. So my hold-your-pee-Michelle, deep, belly shaking laughing, which may result in some new disfigurement, is now completely on your head.
Responsibility sucks.
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Haha! Oh shit! I need to get some blog insurance lol That is the best compliment this blog has received lol! Yea, that Steve Irwin Gif was so fucking perfect, I saw it and was like “You are coming home with me!”
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That counselor needs a medal. There’s a time to inspire people and a time to just tell them to be “okay-est” enough.
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This whole post was a gem to read. Hilarious! 😆
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Good God, I love this blog so much. All of the feels are packed into this one. Thanks for sharing this message! I’ve spent my entire life trying to look and be that cheezy, unrealistic Lifetime movie and dang it, it’s such a fairytale. I’ll leave that for the Disney princesses. The most pleasant and happiest times of my life have been the “scenes” that didn’t’ need background music. You’re great, thank you again ❤
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Aw, Paige! Thank you so much!!!
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OMG, I was the over achiever, straight A student, high school drop out (due to some over achieving sperm) and also lived 11 years of my life trying to “strip” my way through the world. It worked for a long time…. too long.. and now even with college degrees, I still am just a housewife….wtf happened? I was labeled a genius…now I’m just labeled “MOM”.
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Well, there it is. An inspirational post about shitty inspirational billboards and life time movies (that I’ve never watched, because, hell I can’t even stomach a romantic comedy)….thank you, thank you, thank you. From the bottom of my underachieving, lazy-assed heart. P.S. They should make a Life Time movie about your Counselor Lady at Lincoln High. 😉
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Thank you so much for this comment Meg! I hope Oprah would play her in the film lol
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Oprah for the win!😉
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