It’s been a while again…
So I’ve been trying…
You know it’s hard. Everything is so hard now. I keep wanting to do the things but it so much easier to just not, so much easier to fall right back into comfort zones. In order to grow though, in order to pursue the things you love you have to get uncomfortable. I know all the things I should do and yet…
So a friend told me what motivation really was. Honestly I always thought I was motivated but never had the drive to do. But motivation is the doing. Motivation is the act of accomplishing something. I never had the motivation in the first place.
I am venting right now because I need to get this out, a form of self care I guess. I needed to write out my feelings just to write honestly. I do have creative outlets, like D&D every Friday and Saturday nights, which has been awesome. And spending time with my roommate has helped me through a lot. This year has sucked so bad and I know it’s only going to get worse for a while, but I feel that we can get through this. I hope we can.
I haven’t lost hope, not yet, which I guess is the optimist in me, but hope feels like it’s hanging on by a thread. The world right now sucks, but luckily my job seems okay for now. My roommates… not so much but for now he’s okay. We are taking it one day at a time and trying not to worry about the future, cause if we worry too much about the future we will fall into despair.
Trying to do the things I want to do is difficult though. When trying to look to the future to accomplish something new, I guess strikes me with fear and apprehension. I want to do the things but I at the same time don’t. I guess why I have always liked retail. It’s a repetitive job that always needs to be done. Someone messes something up so you clean it to have someone once more mess it up. It’s a simple cycle that has no end so therefore you know what to expect. Going into something new, you don’t know what to expect. I’m afraid. I’m not even sure of what exactly. Fear of success, of having people looking to you for the answer, to rely on you specifically. Fear of failure, of never accomplishing your dreams, of seeing everyone else around you being successful and know you would never be able to accomplish anything like this. Fear of rejection, of no one accepting who I am, though most of those fears a squashed years ago, for the most part I don’t give a fuck what people think of me… but then… Fear of missing out, of seeing people you look up to hanging out with friends, spending money, enjoying life, while I am just feeling miserable at home not able to get away from a screen cause it’s the only comfort I have anymore.
I talked to my therapist this week and basically, this. I haven’t been honest to myself about how I have been feeling lately nor really honest with her for a while until that session. Or maybe…
Really I like my therapist because all I do is just talk and she listens. That’s what I need right now. Someone who has no connection to me but can listen and give me advice and tell me I’m a good person. It’s good hearing it from friends but better when it’s a stranger basically. She not being paid to tell me that I am a good person, she is paid to tell the truth, and I think that’s why it hits so much harder when she tells me things like I need more self care, I need to take care of my health, and that I am a good person.
It’s also been hard without that little fuzzy bundle of love. I felt with him around at least there was something more than just my roommate. I mean yeah I like having the freedom now, not having to worry about the lil guy, but at the same time if you don’t partake in that freedom are you really free.
Anyway I felt like I needed to write all this down cause I have had a lot on my mind lately, for obvious reasons.
So in other news. A friend whom I hadn’t talked to in years contacted me out of the blue about a month or so ago and started chatting with me. It is interesting that I seem to be a trans magnet sometimes too as they told me they were trans as well. I am glad they found me though. I was a little embarrassed previously cause I did some stupid things in my youth when they were around and was happy to have laughed it off with them XD (they made a comic about it, lets just say don’t go back to your room at a furcon when you’re roommate is sick and fool around). The thing about it is I was so embarrassed about this that I pretty much lost contact with them because of it, well with other reasons too, that was just the main thing I remembered.
Anyway we started talking and come to find out they are working on a game and asked if I wanted to join them and I said sure. My only issue… you know that wall of text I just wrote… yeah…
I have been trying to work with Godot, which is what their game is based in, and honestly it’s been slow going. I keep distracting myself and never finish what I start. So I need to force myself to work past these boundaries.
One of my favorite youtubers just had their 10 year anniversary episode and explained how they got to the point was because of the art and the passion. It wasn’t the working for money, wasn’t the need to prove themselves, but for the enjoyment, the love of the art. I haven’t honestly haven’t felt that in years. There’s a new Interactive Story type site based on Rewall that I was also invited to but I haven’t been able to join it either. Honestly with that though I feel there’s already so much lore I feel weird stepping in the middle of something I don’t have some vague awareness of since I have never read the Redwall series (I know bad furry).
It’s odd to say that I don’t have that passion anymore but honestly I think it’s more I have too much passion for some many things that maybe I have burnt myself out. My own thoughts are filled with my own projects that I can’t fill it with more until I get some of these out, and I can’t get some of these out because I am drowning in my fears and these projects are the waters drowning me.
*deep sigh*
Anyway this is still going to be my stepping stone to get out of my head. Help someone else with a project of their own. Maybe helping them will help myself get out of this funk. Let’s hope.
Cyan