I hate it.
I don't care about anything. I don't want to do anything. I've got no motivation, no goals. I have things to do but just think about them without actually doing anything. I just feel overwhelmed - but it doesn't lead to action. I watch TV or sleep to run away. I can't stand the quiet.
And I'm not sure where you draw the line between what you can say is the result of something outside your control and what is your responsibility. The fact remains that I am responsible for things that aren't getting done, and rather than doing them I just stay in bed. Time doesn't stop for me, noone else can live my life, I can't expect things to magically change without my effort.
And yet I continue to sit here and do nothing...
I don't care about anything. I don't want to do anything. I've got no motivation, no goals. I have things to do but just think about them without actually doing anything. I just feel overwhelmed - but it doesn't lead to action. I watch TV or sleep to run away. I can't stand the quiet.
And I'm not sure where you draw the line between what you can say is the result of something outside your control and what is your responsibility. The fact remains that I am responsible for things that aren't getting done, and rather than doing them I just stay in bed. Time doesn't stop for me, noone else can live my life, I can't expect things to magically change without my effort.
And yet I continue to sit here and do nothing...