Motivation
Dec. 17th, 2016 08:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
days_unfoldingI've gotten on a roll on cleaning and organizing the kitchen. I'm not done, but I managed to make inroads on it in not a lot of time. I started out using the Pomodoro Technique (working hard for 25 minutes, and then taking a break), but once I got on a roll, I stopped needing it.
I have to remember that things seem more overwhelming to me than they are. There are symptoms called the negative symptoms of schizophrenia, which have to do with lack of motivation, lack of affect, etc. I do know that the first symptom of my illness was that a job that I did well in and liked became overwhelming to me. And, in fact, I read an article that said that people with negative symptoms think that tasks will take more effort than they really take. So that's probably part of the problem. I also suffer from depression, which is kind of a double-whammy. Especially in the winter, I'm pretty well paralyzed without medications.
The apartment maintenance guys tried to plow the parking lot, but didn't get the ice up. I've made a trip out there to throw some stuff out, and I made it, but it was slow going. Zara got through the gate when I last went outside. I managed to get in without letting her out, telling her sharply to "back off," but that shook me a little. Then I decided to take a dinner break.
I have to remember that things seem more overwhelming to me than they are. There are symptoms called the negative symptoms of schizophrenia, which have to do with lack of motivation, lack of affect, etc. I do know that the first symptom of my illness was that a job that I did well in and liked became overwhelming to me. And, in fact, I read an article that said that people with negative symptoms think that tasks will take more effort than they really take. So that's probably part of the problem. I also suffer from depression, which is kind of a double-whammy. Especially in the winter, I'm pretty well paralyzed without medications.
The apartment maintenance guys tried to plow the parking lot, but didn't get the ice up. I've made a trip out there to throw some stuff out, and I made it, but it was slow going. Zara got through the gate when I last went outside. I managed to get in without letting her out, telling her sharply to "back off," but that shook me a little. Then I decided to take a dinner break.
