My Reaction To The Anti-Optimisation Trend
In a Nutshell
The speaker defends intense self-optimization as a necessary "payment" for past self-destructive behavior, arguing it transformed him from a party-obsessed reality TV personality into someone he respects. He warns that anti-optimization messaging—while helpful for burned-out perfectionists—risks giving lazy people permission to abandon growth entirely, and that the real issue isn't optimization itself but how obsessive personalities apply it. The core solution is treating self-improvement advice like a library rather than a mandatory instruction manual, selecting what serves your current needs while maintaining self-compassion.
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Optimization is stealing our lives. Hyper optimization has become a disease. The internet has a way of taking a good idea and squeezing every ounce of nuance out of it, turning it into something ridiculous. It has always been an unspoken rule that improving your life was fine as long as you don't talk about it. But the moment you mention it to anyone, you become insufferable. The trend of anti-personal development is going viral with headlines like "how personal development ruined my happiness," "why I quit optimization," and "the self-improvement trap."
Grind slop is the idea that personal development has somewhere along the line lost the plot, or in some cases that it was always nonsense to begin with. Self-development went from exercising a few times a week and eating clean to HRV, cold plunges, red light therapy, expensive supplements, and V2 max. It became a second full-time job on top of the side hustle that you're also supposed to be doing.
I have certainly contributed to this industry and I think that there are legitimate criticisms against overoptimization. I have been talking about the importance of just chilling the fuck out and the perils of grind slop for years now. I am a reformed degenerate turned into a reformed optimizer. It's the exact same amount of sweating just with a slightly smaller risk of accidentally taking fentanyl.
I was an adult infant for a long time and I needed to sort myself out. There's nothing more shameful than someone still playing the game that you do when you're 20, when you're 40. I spent a long time having a very elaborate morning routine: I would get up and go for a walk, get sunlight in my eyes, drink salt and water before it was cool, meditate and journal and do breath work and yoga and make sure my food was prepped and I would read. All of this was me basically paying penance for being such an idiot for a long time.
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