
m3nt4Lbl0ck3d
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This ALWAYS happens to me - I'm trying to better my life for myself, cleaning up my habits, smoking weed was a BIG cope for me and has been for about half of my life. I still smoke cigarettes but I have cut down drastically and it's one of my only copes at this point.
For the last almost 3 months I have cleaned up my act, started eating properly, exercising/working out regularly, eating balanced and nutritionally, I only drink water after one coffee in the morning and than the rest of the day is regulated and properly following my daily hydration/water needs.
Everything has been going great but once again I have hit that wall, the wall of running out of motivation because it all starts to feel pointless, it all starts to feel like a waste effort because I'm never going to actually be truly happy (or at least that's what the brain convinces me).
I feel like this is common occurring theme among many of us here and our lives, we want to do so many things, but without companionship it just feels like a wasted effort. The last two days have been especially hard and I haven't done anything as far as excercise/working out goes which I really enjoy and relish tbh.
It's always up, up, up and than slowly down, down, down and back to square one.
This will be the third day so far I have broken my cycle of effort as far as working on my exercise/workout routines and it's mentally doing a number on me. I absolutely hate this SHIT.
I guess all I'm saying is, keep going, whatever it is you're doing just keep going - I just wish for the life of us ALL that we had some outside motivation and not just our own empty dried up barrels of hope and cope.
For the last almost 3 months I have cleaned up my act, started eating properly, exercising/working out regularly, eating balanced and nutritionally, I only drink water after one coffee in the morning and than the rest of the day is regulated and properly following my daily hydration/water needs.
Everything has been going great but once again I have hit that wall, the wall of running out of motivation because it all starts to feel pointless, it all starts to feel like a waste effort because I'm never going to actually be truly happy (or at least that's what the brain convinces me).
I feel like this is common occurring theme among many of us here and our lives, we want to do so many things, but without companionship it just feels like a wasted effort. The last two days have been especially hard and I haven't done anything as far as excercise/working out goes which I really enjoy and relish tbh.
It's always up, up, up and than slowly down, down, down and back to square one.
This will be the third day so far I have broken my cycle of effort as far as working on my exercise/workout routines and it's mentally doing a number on me. I absolutely hate this SHIT.
I guess all I'm saying is, keep going, whatever it is you're doing just keep going - I just wish for the life of us ALL that we had some outside motivation and not just our own empty dried up barrels of hope and cope.