Finding my Life…

Waking up early in the morning, making plans for the day in my head. But getting motivated a different story. 

Thoughts of the things going on, the complete up roar of what used to be a semi normal life. At my house, with my dysfunctional family, then I wonder if it is me,  normal or not it is still a challenge.

People come into our life for a reason, but some are large puzzle pieces that you never quite find where the pieces to fit.

Understanding why people do the things they do, to make themselves seem better, why they feel it is not their fault when things go wrong, or trying to convince others that it isn’t their fault at all. 

Today I am finding it hard to get myself motivated because, people think you owe them, you should wash their dishes, and clean the house, because that is what they want.  Not that I don’t want a clean house, but really why to they have to be so bossy? Or think that they are to good to get up and do it too.  Or the one that I have a child to take care of, then I think if I wasn’t here to do it, who would?

I have been known to put things off for a few days, or as my daughter tells me one thing takes a week, it is because no one else helps, no one helps with the dishes, no one cleans the bathroom, So I get depressed majorly.  And tired of doing it all myself with no motivation to do the things I need to do or actually anything. I have to make  myself.  If I didn’t need to pee I wouldn’t get out of bed, in the morning.