Damn. Where is my motivation at!? Oh wait … I pushed that out along with my kids. I am anti-motivated. It drives me bonkers! And my husband.
Look … I shower, dress, take care of my kids; which includes, bathing, clothing, feeding, and entertaining them. But, I seriously suck at doing shit. Oh, I have these great ideas that pop in head, such as, painting my finger nails, cleaning the bathroom (yes, that’s a great idea because who doesn’t appreciate cleanliness), charging up my DSLR & snapping some frames, or baking. You get the idea. But when it comes to doing things out of necessity & survival, I struggle at doing them. It’s fucking ridiculous. And, once and if, I tell myself 20 times to just freaking do it, I enjoy it and I’m glad. But, why in the hell, do I have to go all broken record on my mind just to do shit??
Yes, I have depression and take medication, but that’s the thing … I’m not depressed. Obviously, my medication has taken care of “you aren’t worth the air you breathe” problem … so why I am still struggling??
Can someone help me fix my broken record!!??