The same old song
Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2014 12:50 pm
It’s the same thing every Day Night, I using crawl out of bed sometime between 3 – 5 pm, boot up the PC or laptop cheek my shit online, facebook emails etc. order takeaway and settle in for a mind numbing night of shite TV, uselessly surfing the net, trying to find something entertaining to watch.
The problem is I’m not working, and I have fare to much time on my hands. I belong to several meet up groups, I’m constantly making plans go on the arranged get-togethers, but I enviably cancel at the last minute tonight was Group Meditation in the city. Dam I was looking forward to that one.
I really need a reason to get out of bed in the morning, I haven’t really had one since I dropped out of uni, at the beginning of last semester. I have plans to go back to TAFE next year to continue studding; I really want to do Mental Health. I’ve done peer support work in the past and really enjoyed it. It’s just started pissing down outside my bedroom window, the thunder is booming in the back ground we are in for a worm (loud) wet night.
I’m so over this DEPRESSION, and anxiety, this apathy toward life. I need to go and hunt down some food!
So, I gave in to my addiction yet, again. (Not like I ever put up much of a fight.) Grease fat and sugar YUM! For dinner I had a Turkish gozleme; and for desert… well that’s where I really indulge and overdose on my addiction. 750ml dare iced coffee, a 176g bag of pods (Twix) I already fill sick, and i haven’t even started on the 458ml tub of Ben & Jerry’s Triple Caramel Chunk.
I feel like shit! I always do this at night, I binge on SUGAR & FAT! Then I feel like shit afterwards. I’m over 130 kg’s this really is killing me. Yet I don’t seem to give enough of a shit about myself to make any real change. I get really board with trying to eat healthy. The truth is I’m OBESE; & Depressed. I hate myself I hate me life can’t stand the way I look, I hate the way I feel. This is not the life for a middle-aged man.
I really need to get some help for myself… in April of this year i was told that I was pre diabetic, meaning that i desperately need to cut out sugar eat healthy and offcourse excise. to date I have achieved none of this. GOD I really hate this shit! I wish i could just go to sleep one night, and when I wake up the next day my life would be easier not perfect, because I know nothing is ever perfect I just want simpler. I sick to death of the fight my whole life has been a struggle. nothing has ever come easy for me, I was never cool popular at school, I’ve always had to fight for even the slits bit positive attention. I never truly known love; not for my own mother or father, not from relationships when i sit and truly think about it I have always felt as I do now empty and hollow inside .
I’m just feeling sorry for myself; I have no real reason to be this depressed! Ok I’ve had a lot of shit go wrong especial in my childhood; which has led to me making stupid mistakes as an adult. But it’s not like I’m homeless, I have a roof over my head; I’m not staving, even though I’m not working at the moment I can still feed myself pay my rent and put cloths on my back. Although I really have to start to think positively about the future, I’ve been out of work for so long I have no conference about getting back in to the workforce, I’m over 45. How did that happen? I don’t think of myself as middle aged, although my body often dose. Let’s face it I’m just a guppy old man & I have been for years! Everything pisses me off. The cost of living, reality TV, the environment, the stat of the planet, Religion, the Ebola virus but most of all inconsiderate dumb people! I feel better already.
Alright Mr McMurphy
Enough of the depressive stuff, time for some positivity I’m meeting with Mark tomorrow to talk about personal training and nutrition. I heard back from the from the support grope RE: meetings. This is a good start, although I’ve been here before! I need to keep the momentum going. I lose focus way to easily and inevitably give up and wind up back in the hole.
The problem is I’m not working, and I have fare to much time on my hands. I belong to several meet up groups, I’m constantly making plans go on the arranged get-togethers, but I enviably cancel at the last minute tonight was Group Meditation in the city. Dam I was looking forward to that one.
I really need a reason to get out of bed in the morning, I haven’t really had one since I dropped out of uni, at the beginning of last semester. I have plans to go back to TAFE next year to continue studding; I really want to do Mental Health. I’ve done peer support work in the past and really enjoyed it. It’s just started pissing down outside my bedroom window, the thunder is booming in the back ground we are in for a worm (loud) wet night.
I’m so over this DEPRESSION, and anxiety, this apathy toward life. I need to go and hunt down some food!
So, I gave in to my addiction yet, again. (Not like I ever put up much of a fight.) Grease fat and sugar YUM! For dinner I had a Turkish gozleme; and for desert… well that’s where I really indulge and overdose on my addiction. 750ml dare iced coffee, a 176g bag of pods (Twix) I already fill sick, and i haven’t even started on the 458ml tub of Ben & Jerry’s Triple Caramel Chunk.
I feel like shit! I always do this at night, I binge on SUGAR & FAT! Then I feel like shit afterwards. I’m over 130 kg’s this really is killing me. Yet I don’t seem to give enough of a shit about myself to make any real change. I get really board with trying to eat healthy. The truth is I’m OBESE; & Depressed. I hate myself I hate me life can’t stand the way I look, I hate the way I feel. This is not the life for a middle-aged man.
I really need to get some help for myself… in April of this year i was told that I was pre diabetic, meaning that i desperately need to cut out sugar eat healthy and offcourse excise. to date I have achieved none of this. GOD I really hate this shit! I wish i could just go to sleep one night, and when I wake up the next day my life would be easier not perfect, because I know nothing is ever perfect I just want simpler. I sick to death of the fight my whole life has been a struggle. nothing has ever come easy for me, I was never cool popular at school, I’ve always had to fight for even the slits bit positive attention. I never truly known love; not for my own mother or father, not from relationships when i sit and truly think about it I have always felt as I do now empty and hollow inside .
I’m just feeling sorry for myself; I have no real reason to be this depressed! Ok I’ve had a lot of shit go wrong especial in my childhood; which has led to me making stupid mistakes as an adult. But it’s not like I’m homeless, I have a roof over my head; I’m not staving, even though I’m not working at the moment I can still feed myself pay my rent and put cloths on my back. Although I really have to start to think positively about the future, I’ve been out of work for so long I have no conference about getting back in to the workforce, I’m over 45. How did that happen? I don’t think of myself as middle aged, although my body often dose. Let’s face it I’m just a guppy old man & I have been for years! Everything pisses me off. The cost of living, reality TV, the environment, the stat of the planet, Religion, the Ebola virus but most of all inconsiderate dumb people! I feel better already.
Alright Mr McMurphy
Enough of the depressive stuff, time for some positivity I’m meeting with Mark tomorrow to talk about personal training and nutrition. I heard back from the from the support grope RE: meetings. This is a good start, although I’ve been here before! I need to keep the momentum going. I lose focus way to easily and inevitably give up and wind up back in the hole.