When you’re at work, do you ever find yourself fantasizing and being hyper motivated about being home to continue THAT thing you’re really excited about or should be doing. But then once you get home all motivation evaporates and you end up doing nothing and feeling guilty about it?
It’s not your fault, these things sneak up on us, and it’s not part of most people’s education. I don’t think learned to be even halfway introspective until much later in life. And that only because I started keeping a diary and noticing things like “huh my entries are really dark when I’ve been drinking the previous today.”
Yeah, I didn’t recognize what anxiety was until a medication gave me a panic attack. I’ve been able to recognize it since. Due to my upbringing I’m probably further behind than most in that respect so I’ve taken it upon myself to try and catch up.