Who would’ve thought I’d miss being bored?!
If your depression is anything like me, it zaps all energy and motivation to do anything meaning you can never be bored because you never want to do anything but nothing. I’d never get bored just sitting in front of Netflix endlessly and never interacting with the world. But, alas! Change has come…
Since my dose has increased, it’s made life a little easier to approach every day. But also, I’ve had a few good things happen to me lately, giving me hope – enough to arm up against my dementor. But as I’ve started to feel better, I’ve also started to get really, really bored.
Being bored is wonderful, isn’t it? No? Just me? But it means I actually give a crap about what I’m doing! It means I think there’s something else I could be doing which I might enjoy. Albeit, it’s getting a little tiresome now. I’ve got more energy too, which means if I don’t do something with myself I can’t sleep properly at night – I need to tire myself out! Who knew this could happen again!?
So what am I going to do with all this time I have? Well, I’m starting a new job next week which I’m really excited about and I’m looking into doing a Masters on the side. But for now, I’m going to use it to see my friends and family who deserve to be reminded how grateful I am for their support, patience and love.