I’m having that “I want to get better but what’s the point” mental trap.
Update: I’m writing a song I need to hear
Things fall apart the center cannot hold/
The prices They will rise and you too will get old/
The dishes always dirty, laundry never in the machine/
No matter how you try it’s never quite clean/
And I can’t do this alone
No I can’t do this alone
The world is getting warmer The world is getting dry/
The missiles on the ground are meant for the sky/
The rent is always due to pay for the mortgage/
Of a man who is a Lord who can’t even change a door hinge/
And I can’t do this alone
No I can’t do this alone
The billboards promise youth and wealth and health and love/
But that’s for the shareholders when push comes to shove/
The math is so simple the accounts balance out/
But you were never who the ads talked about/
And I can’t do this all alone
No I can’t do this all alone
I really like the lyrics, they hit hard. I think it’s beautiful that you are able to creatively express the pain you are going through. L
If that helps at all, the point for me was the being better part. I also kept asking myself, “What’s the point?” And when I got better, the point became clear. When I’m better, I actually care about myself and what brings me joy. I was able to make meaning of things.
To be fair, for me it took switching careers before I could feel truly OK. But first I had to get better… before I could better myself.
I’m tired. I’m just so tired.
You’ve had a rough go of it lately. I’m really rooting for you and hope things start looking up.
Thanks ickplant ❤️
I’m having that “I want to get better but what’s the point” mental trap.
Update: I’m writing a song I need to hear
Things fall apart the center cannot hold/ The prices They will rise and you too will get old/ The dishes always dirty, laundry never in the machine/ No matter how you try it’s never quite clean/ And I can’t do this alone No I can’t do this alone
The world is getting warmer The world is getting dry/ The missiles on the ground are meant for the sky/ The rent is always due to pay for the mortgage/ Of a man who is a Lord who can’t even change a door hinge/ And I can’t do this alone No I can’t do this alone
The billboards promise youth and wealth and health and love/ But that’s for the shareholders when push comes to shove/ The math is so simple the accounts balance out/ But you were never who the ads talked about/ And I can’t do this all alone No I can’t do this all alone
I really like the lyrics, they hit hard. I think it’s beautiful that you are able to creatively express the pain you are going through. L
If that helps at all, the point for me was the being better part. I also kept asking myself, “What’s the point?” And when I got better, the point became clear. When I’m better, I actually care about myself and what brings me joy. I was able to make meaning of things.
To be fair, for me it took switching careers before I could feel truly OK. But first I had to get better… before I could better myself.
Sending you all the love, Meep.
Feeling much better today! Turns out my secret to happiness is sleep, diet, and exercise.
Slept 9 hours, ate a good breakfast, and ran 3 miles. Life is much calmer.
I’m so happy for you!!!
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