Doing Stuff Matters

When you’re depressed or anxious (or some combination of both as I am), summoning the energy to do anything is challenging. This is especially the case if (like me) you have a lazy streak even when you’re well. While laying around deeply engaged in Netflix or Hulu marathons (currently addicted to NashvilleArrow, and Boss) is how I like to unwind after a hectic work week, I’ve witnessed recently how an innocent day of doing nothing can easily turn into a day of laying around hating myself.

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How, Sway?! (Also known as a post about relapse)

I am not well.

Figured I’d just get that out of the way at the top of the post.

Admitting I have a problem means having to fix it. So my next thought is “What are you going to do about it?” Well, first of all, I’m admitting it. Second, I’m going to therapy (I have an appointment in 2 hours and fifteen minutes. I should probably be getting dressed instead of writing, but alas, here I am).

So what does it mean that I’m not well?

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