I keep finding myself stuck in a nasty loop-hole. I wake up feeling like crap (pardon the French) and don’t have any motivation to do anything. Well…tell a lie. I have to look after my son, our two piggy boys and baby girl bunny. But I just feel…well…like nothing? Does that even make sense?
Each day lately has just felt empty. Like, what’s the point? I hate feeling like this, lost. I feel like I have lost who I am, that I no longer know what to do with my life. It sounds dramatic I know. But I need to do things, things I enjoy like my writing, reading and listening to music. I really, really need to dig myself out of this rut. Not just for me but for my husband and son. This isn’t living and I don’t want to waste another second feeling like this…the self-pity has got to stop.
Right; so now I just have to get my motivation back. What I have decided to do is set up a little schedule. I will wake up at a certain time, work out and then shower/bath before going about my day which will involve more trips to the park/walks/reading/writing and more family time. I hate not feeling like doing anything, it’s such a waste of life and given recent events I want to live every second. I keep wanting to scream “WHAT’S THE MATTER WITH ME!” In all honesty I just think I have let everything get to me and haven’t dealt with it very well. I need to be stronger for my family and for myself. It’s easy to say I know, but I am working at it.
Right, I need to put my little Cabbit to bed, make dinner with hubby, cut his hair and then finish editing a video. And breathe!
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