I wrote a first draft of this for lesswrong a while back, polished it up a bunch, and finally published it on my substack last week. Link below, it's what I used to apply to inkhaven because I think it's a banger.

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workshopping an essay concept: You Are A Company And Also Its Sole Employee And Also HR And You Are Writing Yourself Up For Violations You Yourself Invented.

Anyway I wrote a thing.

there is a feedback loop-- I notice that when i start implicitly optimizing for being-liked that this results in feeling like being-liked is The Most Important Thing, and that starts up the anxiety since being-liked cannot be done reliably. 4/.

In practice a lot of this involved giving myself permission to be awkward or potentially unlikeable. Like: I notice the temptation to avoid revealing things about myself that would result in people liking me less. It helps to resist this temptation. 3/.

This was tricky to put into practice because trying to become liked is a habit. it required constant vigilance to notice when I was feeling anxious, notice the cause-- typically, that I was trying to avoid being disliked by someone--and then explicitly stop trying to do that. 2/.

I relate to this! . I had pretty bad social anxiety for a long time. An event from some months ago made me realize that this anxiety stems from attempting to control what others think of me; any situation where I am explicitly not attempting to gain approval, I'm fine. 1/.

For the second time I have opened a premier protein premixed shake, took a giant swig, and immediately vomited because it is spoiled. They are now on the shit list!.

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