I am asking about what thoughts are going through your head because I spent the last year and a half in that same unmotivated stupor and it really wasn't fun. I wouldn't wish that feeling on anyone.
The advice to fake it til you make it definitely has its merits, and if you can do that, by all means try it. The action of doing the things you don't feel like doing may empower you to push through the haze of disinterest and move you forward on your journey by sheer momentum, waking a new passion for life.
However, I will tell you that for me, as much as I wanted to take that advice as everybody kept telling me to, I just couldn't make myself do it. Which left me feeling even worse about the situation because everybody around me kept telling me to just get up and do it, even if I don't feel like it, and while I felt on some level that they were probably right, it also made me feel that I must not be strong enough, because I didn't care whether I got out of my chair or not. I loved them for trying, I appreciated their efforts, but for me it felt like salt in the wound, and in case that's how it makes you feel, I thought I should let you know you aren't alone.
To me, it felt like nobody understood exactly how dark and dense that cloud of stagnation was, hanging about my head. It seemed like they couldn't fathom the sense of uselessness and boredom and futility I felt about myself and about the world in general. In my mind, I believed they were judging me for my inactivity, thinking that I was just lazy, making up excuses for why I didn't do anything... And that didn't even bother me much, because I didn't care.
I couldn't make myself care about anything at all. Every moment was a dull drudgery that I had to endure to get to the next and eventually be left in peace to sleep or veg in front of mindless television shows, anything to make the time pass. It wasn't as if I wanted to die, but I certainly didn't want to live either. I was stuck in this strange limbo where everything in life was grey, it had no meaning and no significance for me.
To be honest, I'm not entirely sure what finally brought me out of that funk, but I can tell you a few things that I did which might help.
First, I looked at the thoughts that were repetitive in my head "why bother?", "What's the point?", "Eventually I'm going to die anyway...", "There's no joy in my life, nothing to live FOR. No children, no family, no money, why not just sit here and wait for it to be over already?", "I'm as useless as everyone says I am, I haven't done anything with my life." These were things that kept going round and round in my head, and I realized they were like a song that gets stuck in your head.
This was kind of like a mini-light bulb for me, because it enabled me to separate the idea of "me" from the idea of those thought patterns, ya know? For the first time, I was able to view those repetitive thoughts as something less significant to who and what I was as a person. I was no longer one with the thoughts and feelings that made up that icky grey cloud I'd been living in. Does that make sense?
Instead, I was able to see those thoughts as their own separate things and I could determine consciously that they had the same amount of meaning in my life as would a song stuck in my head. Suddenly that meant that they weren't actually about me nor did they define me as a person, as I had somehow felt they did. Does that make sense?
In objectifying those thought patterns and recognizing them as something separate from myself, I was able to withdraw from that overwhelming cloud of emotion that was pinning me down. I started trying to change the song. I put on happy music in hopes of getting happy lyrics stuck in my head instead. lol ... I watched some funny movies or tv shows, hoping that the situations or whatever would make me laugh and get other thoughts jump started that might be more enjoyable to think about.I read some inspirational web pages (nothing to do with weight loss, but generally inspiring).
It wasn't exactly like flipping a switch and having my motivation for living return or anything, but it didn't take long before I was able to see the truth of the matter. And for me, that was that I can, in fact, make the choice to focus on the thoughts that I WANT in my life. I am not powerless or useless, in fact, I have all the power in my life and in my head. I can choose purposefully which thoughts and patterns bring me joy and happiness and fulfillment, and which I should label as downer thought-songs stuck in my head to be discarded as something that does not serve me.
And once I started to hold that idea firmly in mind, I began to make little efforts, like when I would get up in the morning, and didn't feel like getting out of bed, I would lay there and list fifteen things I was grateful for in my life, this helped a lot, so I started doing it as a reaction whenever I felt myself starting to slip back into that cloud of bleh! I would start making lists of things I was grateful for, trying never to repeat anything on the list. It was a fun little mental game that nobody else knew I was playing, but it helped me focus on something other than the cloud, ya know?
Anyway, that's the story of how I am overcoming that lack of motivation problem. I hope it helps! Feel free to PM me if you'd like to talk more about it.
/hugs ... Hang in there, that song's almost over.
Quilly
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