Its been a bad day. I told my therapist last night that maybe I'm just lazy. She didn't disagree. But this morning I realize I haven't always been lazy or have an attack of donothingism. I used to keep the house clean. I used to work in the yard. I had the same job for nine years and my customers loved me. I used to make good meals everyday. I painted rooms. I cleaned our cars. But almost 6 years ago I felt like I broke into a million pieces. It started out like an ordinary day but at the end I was being taken to the hospital in an ambulance. since then I just can't seem to get myself put back together right. I think some pieces got lost. Now more often than not I am afflicted with donothingism. I pace the house looking at all the things that I need to do but I just CAN'T do them. Something is telling me that if you can't do it right then don't do it at all. I'm good at nothing so I don't do much.

I don't know why I am rambling on here. so sorry to bother you all. I think if I could get off of all my meds that I would be a better person. I would feel better.?

Thanks for reading my ramblings.
Take Care.