My Name Is Kristin, And I Am A Procrastinator


Hi! My name is Kristin, and I am a longtime sufferer of procrastination.

My whole life, I assumed that my procrastinating nature was just one of the many personality traits that make me the unique snowflake I am—until I read these two articles by Tim Urban of Why Procrastinators Procrastinate and How to Beat Procrastination.

If you’re a procrastinator, I highly recommend you read them. I’d tell you to read them after you’re done doing what you were supposed to be doing when you landed here, but I know you won’t. After all, I stumbled across the first segment while avoiding writing an article that was due the following morning.

Anyway, when I got to the end of those two articles, I was floored. I felt like my true self had just revealed itself to me.

From the time I was in grammar school until about a week ago (we’re talking two decades), I wondered how I could be so achingly earnest in my desire to do well and make everyone proud, yet consistently set myself up to fail. Part one of Tim Urban’s article slapped me in the face with the reality that my particular brand of procrastination is not a bizarre oddity singular to me, but a psychological issue that lots of people face. And they face it in such a similar way that reading about others’ experiences sounds like I’m reading about my own. That idea had never occurred to me before. I kind of just thought I was crazy.

Since reading Urban’s shockingly familiar explanation of why I procrastinate, I started investigating other information on the procrastinator’s experience. And I uncovered even more shockingly familiar tales and traumas:

  • The excitement of starting new projects only to abandon them shortly thereafter for fear of failure.
  • Not following through on promises, obligations, or personal projects because of a crippling anxiety that if it’s not perfect, it won’t be met with much-craved approval.
  • Cruel, damaging self-talk.
  • Avoidance of people who you think you might have disappointed, overwhelmed by the thought of having your fear confirmed.

But I also found tips, advice, and comfort. And I am now obsessed with the idea that I can fix this about myself. The core issues that spur my procrastination will always be there, and I’ll need to work on them as well—my perfectionism, fear of failure and confrontation, etc.—but I can certainly work on combating my knee-jerk reaction to procrastinate. And that’s how this blog came to be.

Now that I’m starting to learn about my procrastination, I realize I need to hold myself accountable for following through on things. And what better way to keep up with my active “recovery” than to let the world in on it? So I hope you’ll join me on my journey to being a less-likely-to-procrastinate procrastinator. Let’s begin!

P.S. In true procrastinator fashion, I wrote this all last night and then looked up baby names for two hours instead of posting it. (Nope, not expecting a baby.)