My laziness began right when my depression got worse. This was about four years ago when my life got turned completely upside down. Let’s just say that my confidence is on the floor and quite frankly, I’ve never felt worse. Due to these feelings, I felt a loss of energy. A loss of interest. I used to love reading, writing, music and the arts. I was very “accomplished” in all (sucked at speed reading though), and even won awards for all of them. At some point, right out of nowhere, I just didn’t care. I loved doing community service regularly since i love helping others. I’m seldom involved in anything anymore. I stopped hanging out often with friends. I liked cleaning and doing my homework or just working. Different story now.
However, now, even though my depression is at it’s “peak” I’ve felt a desire to be “alive” again and get moving. Even if it means I have to put insane salsa music to rev me up but I’m trying. I’ve made the decision to just move. I find it easier to write what i have to do. And don’t laugh, on my agenda, I put a sticker on the day if I did them all. Like the teachers used to do in elementary school. Heck, most of my teachers(the female ones at least) used to do this well into high school. I know it may sound dumb, but it serves as motivation. I feel so, I don’t know how to describe it, “accomplished”. And I want to get a new sticker. Emotionally I just gets happy. I love it and highly recommend it. This my official initiative at getting better again and wish me luck. I wish you all luck as well.