I overindulge in self-improvement content, which causes me to become burnt out and forget what is important.
I can't read another book on personal development right now. It feels like a self-imposed rule I have to break. But how?
While on holiday in Italy last month, I took a break from another book about productivity that ushered me off my daily schedule and into a life without structure. Rather, I internalized what was shaping my life—the beautiful architecture of buildings that overlooked my hotel room (and provided some privacy for me to write this content) and the local markets everyone visited as if it were their job to enjoy fresh produce (it really was just how many Italians spend their mornings). Doing something so simple, yet of such great value to me personally, has made all the difference in helping me find balance between work and play.
It sounds counterintuitive, but adjusting this habit was the self help I needed the most. After all, an easy way to increase your happiness is by taking time away from the hustle of your daily routine.
Since returning, I’ve been swapping self-help books for fiction, especially before bed.
Science backed ways reading fiction is proven to help with:
reducing stress (even more than a walk, tea, video games and music)
boosting critical thinking
deepening empathy
It’s the one activity where we can “escape” reality and be better for it.
