It started out innocently enough. I began to think at parties now and then -- to loosen up. Inevitably, though, one thought led to another, and soon I was more than just a social thinker. I began to think alone -- "to relax," I told myself -- but I knew it wasn't true. Thinking became more and more important to me, and finally I was thinking all the time. That was when things began to sour at home. One evening I had turned off the TV and asked my wife about the meaning of life. She spent that night at her mother's. I began to think on the job. I knew that thinking and employment don't mix, but I couldn't stop myself. I began to avoid friends at lunchtime so I could read Thoreau and Kafka. I would return to the office dizzied and confused, asking, "What is it exactly we are doing here?" One day the boss called me in. He said, "Listen, I like you, and it hurts me to say this, but your thinking has become a real problem. If you don't stop thinking on the job, you'll have to find another job." This gave me a lot to think about. I came home early after my conversation with the boss. "Honey," I confessed, "I've been thinking..." "I know you've been thinking," she said, "and I want a divorce!" "But Honey, surely it's not that serious." "It is serious," she said, lower lip aquiver. "You think as much as college professors, and college professors don't make any money, so if you keep on thinking, we won't have any money!" "That's a faulty syllogism," I said impatiently. She exploded in tears of rage and frustration, but I was in no mood to deal with the emotional drama. "I'm going to the library," I snarled as I stomped out the door. I headed for the library, in the mood for some Nietzsche. I roared into the parking lot with NPR on the radio and ran up to the big glass doors... They didn't open. The library was closed. To this day, I believe that a Higher Power was looking out for me that night. Leaning on the unfeeling glass, whimpering for Zarathustra, a poster caught my eye. "Friend, is heavy thinking ruining your life?" it asked. You probably recognize that line. It comes from the standard Thinker's Anonymous poster. Which is why I am what I am today: a recovering thinker. I never miss a TA meeting. At each meeting we watch a non-educational video; last week it was "Porky's." Then we share experiences about how we avoided thinking since the last meeting. I still have my job, and things are a lot better at home. Life just seemed...easier, somehow, as soon as I stopped thinking. I think the road to recovery is nearly complete for me. Have a nice day.
I think way too much. Im supposed to read for an exam in statistics, but I canât even finish a page without thinking about how things relates to the market. I am so addicted, my head is spinning all the time. Iv never had a job I couldnât perform while thinking. Sometimes my exgf thought she was talking with me when I was thinking. I can smile, say yes, no or laugh at the right places, I got away with thinking when I should have paid attention all the time.
I too, find my self thinking... constantly. I don't see it neccesarily as a problem, but sometimes I feel it's a crutch. I think my biggest problem is over-thinking and over-analyzing things. Sometimes I wish I could just relax and "go with the flow", but I think it's the perfectionist in me that causes me to examine every minute detail. I am an air traffic controller, so that is mentally exhausting by itself. I have a passion for the markets and don't think I'll be satisfied until I can successfully trade for a living.
not meaning to be offensive or ridiculizing i think of the time of s*x and all the females passing by.... i tell you, it is debilitating
I've been day trading for 22 years. One of the biggest lessons I have learned over time is that OVER-ANALYSIS EQUALS PARALYSIS! I used to over-think way too much and this caused considerable opportunity loss. In my case, the key to highlyconsistent and proffitable trading is subconscious integration over many years. I use a 5-minute bar chart and no technical indicators at all. It is all cycle pattern recognition develpoed over 30,000 hours of repetion and memory - like muscle memory in sports. That's all I need. A great athelete doesn't think about what he is doing - it is a subconscious gut feeling. His moves on the field of play are automatic and fast, not analytical or deliberative. He just knows where to go and what to do in a wide range of situations. I think this is true of skilled traders. Doing this is not easy or natural for the new trader. or for that matter the new football player. It takes time and practice to develop good market feel. Most people feel helpless when starting to learn the piano or fly an airplane - but over time can be very good at it. Once the skill sets are subconsciously intergrated thet can seemingly do it their sleep. One thing I've found helpful is to view trading as rolling loaded dice. After you develop good market feel , trading should be as easy as rolling loaded dice for a living! If you knew the game was loaded to win you wouldn't need the think about it at all! You would just make the trades and collect the money automaticall over time. There would be no fear, emotions or net risk, trading would be robotic and profitable.