I hate the mornings and not because I’m too tired to get out of bed. I hate mornings because of my utter lack of motivation and feeling overwhelmed.
My morning consists of getting up, making my bed, letting the dog out, feeding him and getting dressed. I’ve made that my routine now. Seems silly probably.
If I have something planned like an errand I can get myself up and out the door. I do my little routine and I’m off. I feel a bit more motivated. I’m a little excited to pick up a coffee..butter pecan is my new dunks flavor.
This morning I didn’t have anything to do. Well….understatement of the year! I can certainly clean my bathroom, do laundry…..fold a huge pile of it waiting for me on top of my washer and dryer.
Anyway, I got up about eight. I’ve done nothing since. I watched a little tv for something to pass the time. Then I sit and contemplate why I feel so low in the morning. And then I remember…..my adderall. I didn’t take it. Not surprisingly after a couple of hours I have a little bit more motivation to do something productive.
I couldn’t live without the adderall. It gives me just a small push to help motivate me to do something, anything. I’m so thankful my pdoc prescribes it for me to help with motivation and depression. I don’t even really notice it kicking in. I slowly just FEEL BETTER. Like I could hand folding a load of laundry or getting out in the garden this afternoon.