Why being productive helps me


Nooo, this isn't me.


Today has been a relatively productive day. I got up this morning, went grocery shopping, made breakfast, cleaned the bedroom and kitchen, stuck a pie in to bake, and made chicken salad (and not from a can, either). Overall, a very productive Friday.

As many of you are aware, there is a lot of chaos in my life at the moment, and I’m not able to talk about most of it, so please don’t ask. Suffice it to say I’ve got it coming at me from all sides, and it’s definitely not helping my outlook on life.

What most of you don’t know is I have a disorder known as bipolar disorder (click on the link to find out just what bipolar disorder is). In a nutshell, I can go from being extremely content to being extremely depressed in a short amount of time. Add to it that I also have a mild anxiety disorder and mild obsessive compulsive disorder , and you’ve got a world-class nut case on your hands.  I’ve been doing extremely well up until the last few months, when my world rather abruptly came crashing down around me. I haven’t been handling things so well, to say the least. I have my good days, much like today, but then there are those days that I just want to curl up in the fetal position and not get out of bed.

Now I’m not saying this so you’ll feel sorry for me. Far from it. I don’t even really feel sorry for myself, all things considered. As I’ve said before and I’ll say again I’m sure, life is 10% what happens to you and 90% how you react to it. I’ve known about and have been dealing with my demons long enough to know how to handle the not so great days.

One of the ways I deal with it is being productive, like I did today. It helps me realize that maybe life is a little better than I thought it was. And it helps me to be thankful for the things I do have. I have a roof over my head (for the moment). I have a family who loves me, friends that would take a bullet for me, and a boyfriend who is so unbelievably in love with me its ridiculous. I don’t have to worry about where my next meal is going to come from, and I have comfortable clothes to wear each and everyday.

The point I’m trying to make is simple. I know things are hard all around. I know life is beating up a lot of people, and its difficult. Trust me, I understand that one better than you think. But don’t give up. Realize that the people in your life have been put there for a reason, and when things get tough, the ones who truly care will always be there for you.


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