Okay. So. My therapist gave me the verbal smackdown just now, but it distills into one point: I'm not depressed, I'm full of ennui, and the only way to break that is to get off my ass and do something even if i don't want to.

I honestly have no idea what I want to do with my life. I'm probably going to have to get vocational training if I don't want to work minimum-wage jobs, and while it would be cool to be a carpenter, that's also pretty unrealistic for me.

So. I need to stop telling myself what I can't do, and start focusing on what I can. Instead of checking Fark or Digg or LJ "one more time", I need to get up and do something, even if it's just taking a walk or doing yoga. I need to work on my posture, because she said that my body language basically screams "leave me alone", and my clothes show that I'm depressed(?! I always wear blue and black and grey, because I like those colors...) and I need to take better care of myself.

I need an Action Plan, as terrifying as that is.


On the plus side, I wrote something for bedfellows in about 45 minutes and it just poured out of me so easily. ♥ I love it when that happens, when everything just falls into place. And I like the family I'm playing with for the game, even if I'm not supposed to be directly reusing characters. >>;

Okay. I need to start organizing things. One foot in front of the other...