jesse
perpetually overwhelmed
- Sep 18, 2019
- 83
I made so much progress last month. I decided who I wanted to be in the future, and I scheduled my days to work toward being that future person. I was getting regular exercise. I had a sleep schedule for once. I started cooking instead of eating packaged food. I was actually getting chores done. It wasn't perfect, but I was feeling better. It was sort of working.
Then it wasn't. It's like a child is throwing a tantrum in my head and refusing to take another step forward; rebelling against my plans for the sake of it. This simple routine of mine has become Mt. Everest. It feels impossible. Maybe I bit off more than I could chew. I thought about trimming the fat from my routine, but there isn't a whole lot to trim. I literally am just trying to live life normally for once. Waking up during the day. Sleeping at night. Eating decently at the same times. Not sitting still the entire day. Most people do these things without thinking, but for me it's apparently novel, and a struggle.
When I gather my strength, I'll try to get back on this horse again, but deep down I know this will keep happening. It's a long-running pattern. A make a bit of progress, and then I burn it to the ground. I delude myself that "this time will be different" every time. I feel angry and embarrassed that I keep repeating this cycle. I wish I had any clue on how to stop.
Then it wasn't. It's like a child is throwing a tantrum in my head and refusing to take another step forward; rebelling against my plans for the sake of it. This simple routine of mine has become Mt. Everest. It feels impossible. Maybe I bit off more than I could chew. I thought about trimming the fat from my routine, but there isn't a whole lot to trim. I literally am just trying to live life normally for once. Waking up during the day. Sleeping at night. Eating decently at the same times. Not sitting still the entire day. Most people do these things without thinking, but for me it's apparently novel, and a struggle.
When I gather my strength, I'll try to get back on this horse again, but deep down I know this will keep happening. It's a long-running pattern. A make a bit of progress, and then I burn it to the ground. I delude myself that "this time will be different" every time. I feel angry and embarrassed that I keep repeating this cycle. I wish I had any clue on how to stop.