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Commitments with other people, without an end identified, are a problem for me. 

I mean meetings, social gatherings, visits from family:  these are wonderful and excellent and so important to connect and collaborate.  But I’ve discovered that without an ending time understood, whether implicitly (the weekend ends or the pub closes) or explicitly (hard finish time for meetings), then I’m surprisingly, funnily, uncomfortable.

That insight helps me to manage my stress.  I see it now: invitations to join never-ending committees, or projects without a goal, are not in my best interest.

Commitments to myself are different: those are lifelong habits.