Discipline isn’t supposed to suck.
It’s supposed to stick.
But the way most people treat it? No wonder they fall off.
Wake up at 5am.
Cold shower.
No carbs.
No joy.
Just pure vibes and burnout.
That’s not discipline - that’s self-hate with a productivity filter.
And I know because I tried it.
Year one of my self-improvement journey?
I did everything “they” said.
Journaling. Deep work blocks. Monk-mode routines.
And it worked… for like, 4 days.
Then I burned out, ghosted everything, and pretended it never happened.
Restarted a week later. Same cycle. Over and over.
I wasn’t building discipline.
I was building a prison.
Then one question changed everything:
“What if discipline could feel like a win… not a war?” Ultimately making discipline so fun that it’s hard to be inconsistent.
That’s when everything shifted for me,
And to make sure I never fell off again… 👇