I lack the trait that will let me do routine pointless activity forever and never notice. There's always got to be some reason to begin with me, some point to it all. If there is no point there has to be a end point pretty quickly. I am quite happy to lack this trait. :laughing:
Whenever possible, I try to arrange my life so I don't need it. (I don't keep snacks/junk food/bread in the house. I've never picked up a cigarette. I'm currently trying to find myself a gym buddy. And so on.)
I'm lacking in self-esteem. What I wouldn't kill to be able to stand up for myself a bit more; I've learned just to avoid people who are bad for me and fill my life with positive, happy, trustworthy people... but I know that isn't always realistic. Sometimes I just need to put my foot down and stand my ground.
I lack the ability to feel content. There is always more to do more I could have done and must do, more things to find, see, taste... more people to meet. I have a sort of manic need to experience it ALL, NOW. It's a blessing and a curse, I suppose.
Consistency. I'm always giving up on projects, switching habits, abandoning hobbies, quitting on diets, moving around, dropping entire groups of friends... I think the only thing I usually finish is books, and even that depends on a number of factors. I really need to start acting like an adult and... do... whatever it is adults do, like, uh... getting a PhD, or... taking out the garbage. Gosh, I suck at this.
I am lacking patience in certain areas. Some days are better than others. Self-control, too, sometimes. I might pick fun over things that should be of more importance on occasion. It's something I always have to fight.