higgsboshark The thing about knitting is it’s much harder to fear the existential futility of all your actions while you’re doing it LIke ok, sure, sometimes it’s hard to believe you’ve made any positive impact on the wortd. But It’s pretty easy to believe you’ve made a sock. Look at it. There it is. Put it on, now your foot’s warm Checkmate, nihilism.

cheskamouse This is a powerful positive message.

pluckyredhead I’m literally reading a book right now (Burnout by Emily and Amelia Nagoski) that says this is scientiically sound.

There have been studies done on rats and dogs where they develop learned helplessness in the animals by giving them impossible tasks. Eventually the animals stop trying, even when the task stops being impossible. (.e. put a rat in a maze with cheese it can’t get to until it develops learned helplessness, then put the cheese somewhere it can get to it and it won’t even try ) But once they show the animals they CAN do something - i.e. physicaly moving the rat to the cheese-the learned helplessness goes away.

No one can move you to your cheese for you, but the book says DOING something - which they define as “anything that isn’t nothing” can help. Make a food. Work in the garden. Clean a thing Do a favor for a fiend. Call your elected officials.

Knit a sock.

If you feel overwhelmed by existential despair, do something. It doesn’t have to be big It just has to be anything that isn’t nothing.

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      10 months ago

      Depends on its total, or the week’s bill for the dog’s new jumper (the old one being out of fashion).

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      I also have a resin and a filament 3d printers. But that’s not a very calming hobbie lol. More like masochism

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        Funny that’s the next hobby I’m trying to let my wife let me get into. It’s only supposed to be to help fix up the crappy marble run we got for my son for Christmas that’s already falling apart, but I’m sure I’ll find more reasons to torment myself.