H. I. Triple L. The Downhill Slide?

Sorry. I’m late posting today, the motivation has flown away into the vast beyond.

After the shenanigans with the former anti-psychotic and all that entailed, I’m glad to be off it, but… I wonder if it wasn’t ALSO helping with motivation. I stopped taking it because of the dastardly side-effects. Bleh!

So yeah… I’m bored and restless, wanting to do things, but not having the motivation OR determination to do them. Kinda just floating along, not really finding any purpose in life.

I wrote a smol thing in my phone notes last night, just before passing out:

“The oppressive weight of this miserable existence is crushing what remains and suffocating the life out of me.”

Pretty damn dark, eh?

I’m not even really motivated to write, but it’s better than just sitting here staring blankly at nothing…

The weather is nice, so there’s that.

Gravity texted yesterday to tell me his mother (good riddance) took a fall and her health is going downhill pretty fast. He’s complaining to me about it, is what he’s doing. I don’t have any sympathy OR empathy for what he’s dealing with, unfortunately. And yeah, it seems harsh, but… like The Boyfriend said, “I don’t know her at all, you do.” I DO know her, I’ve known who she is deep down for well over 2 decades now. She’s a horrible sub-par human, just as her son. I just wish I could take MY son out of all that.

Anyhoo… maybe I’ll try some Fork-Knife (Fortnight lol)…