I started my last post with a purpose and ended it with a wish. My overall motivation stays the same, I just have been trying to break it down into smaller more understandable sections.
It’s hard for me to talk about myself and my feelings because hearing it out loud makes me realize how absurd they can sound. Writing is a little bit easier, but I still have to be careful not to beat myself up. But here are some things from my head.
I don’t really know how to make this stuff *not heavy*- but it is real.
Lately, one thought has grown to the point that it is starting to consume me entirely. Well, it started out as a thought, but I’m worried it may become a way of thinking. It has to do with how much I should do and how unable I feel. It’s being overwhelmed and unsure where to start. I am not saying that I am a lost cause, I’m not. I wake up every day and go to work, where I do my best. I try to hold my own at home. I try to reach out to those who need me. I try not to become distant from those who may not need me as much as I need them. All throughout this process of day-to-day life, I try to hold myself to a standard of honesty and dependability without being too much of a perfectionist. If new things are added to my list I am okay at adapting but procrastinate if they are for my own benefit only. It’s just that so many things have been brought to light about myself and about improvement in general and flaws and excuses and life that my tendency to overthink makes ignorance seem ideal.
Certain little things inhibit my progression from time to time. For example, I get really scared of making phone calls unless I am really close with the person. This makes scheduling appointments a real problem.
I am scared of my financial future and my ability (or lack thereof) to spend money wisely. The financial problems that often accompany my doctor and therapy visits are great at helping my brain justify my hatred of phone calls. But, If I don’t go to the doctor then that just leads to more problems. Those problems are personal though, so I postpone.
I can’t be too late to or too early- it makes me crazy. I try my hardest to make my entrance around the same time as everyone else. In fact, just the other day I was going to a little get-together. I thought I was doing pretty well on time, I was somewhere around 5-10 minutes late, which is *usually* a safe bet. When I drove up to my destination there were no other cars in the parking lot. Obviously, I couldn’t go in by myself, so I drove around for a while stalling.
I tend to think people are mad at me or that I am the cause of problems. This has improved as I have gotten older. I have a skewed perception that the whole ‘you can only change what can control’ and ‘start with yourself’ stuff is just another way of saying that everything is my fault. I understand now that it is not, but I have to lead myself out of that thought train and sometimes I fall subject to it, especially if it is *crunch time* or a moment of crisis.
There are a few things to keep in mind when you are struggling: you're enough, it's OKAY to get help, you're allowed to feel, to be you. Talk to the people who really love you, not the ones who say things to please you or don’t really listen or only love you conditionally.