My Head in the Morning
When I wake up in the morning, I’m almost always in a bad mood. I’m irritable, I’m short-tempered, I’m grumpy.
Coffee doesn’t help. I can’t watch Joe Scarborough. If I have to drive anywhere (and I do), I’m always pissed off at the other cars. Road rage is only a moment away.
It’s all Resistance.
Maybe you’re not like me. Maybe you wake up peppy and cheerful. Maybe I’m demented. But this is what my day feels like out of the box.
I have to counteract it right away. The worst thing I can do is lie in bed. If I let myself remain horizontal, my head starts spiraling off into dangerously dark places. The day can get out of control in a hurry.
It took me years to understand that the voice in my head is not me.
It’s Resistance.
Hovering before me as I wake is the work I know I need to do that day. Inevitably, that labor is daunting. Inescapably, it brings up fear. I don’t want to do it. This fear and this avoidance combine to create the witch’s brew that boils and bubbles in the cauldron of my brain.
I must take action to counter it.
Two things work for me. They might not work for you, but they do for me. One is exercise, the other is getting out of the house.
I’m a gym person. That’s my medicine. You’ll see my car pulling into Gold’s before dawn and me trashing what’s left of my body on the treadmill or under the bar in the squat rack.
The gym isn’t about exercise for me. It’s about beating Resistance. The purpose of working out, for me, is to give me a “little victory” (my friend Randy Wallace’s phrase). Momentum. Something I can build on.
From the moment my soles first touch the floor in the morning, I am seeking to manage my emotions for that day.
If you’re like me, you work by projects. For me, it’s books. My life isn’t a one-day-one-thing-the-next-day-another affair. I’m almost always working on some long-term enterprise. I’ll have six months put in and eighteen to go.
Resistance loves long-term projects. They’re so easy to sabotage. Resistance can derail them at the start, at any point in the middle, or at its favorite ambush site—the end.
Maybe that’s why I wake up so grumpy.
Resistance has seen me coming. It knows right where I’m going to be. It can take up a hidden position beside the road and wallop me broadside as I go past.
What I’ve found is that if I can get past my bad-tempered, pissed-off self early, I can make the rest of the day go my way.
Thank you and perhaps it would help if I on your way in the morning you would also repeat from time to time what I call the Clint Eastwood prayer. It is simple and to the point
Master of the Universe — Make My Day
Be blessed.
I resist most of life; the drudgery’s. But I have been retraining myself. I awaken and luxuriate in my bed alone and quiet. Thanking HaShem for my peace. Don’t have to listen to any noises or smells. Just grateful for my wonderful bed with clean linens, a leak proof roof over my head, thankful I have a clean bathroom, clean toilet, shower, towels, a new gas stove to boil water for my coffee, my life . You get the picture.
Then I must place my feet on the floor and face that resistance with a better attitude. Shalom
Meditate. Meditation is the tool that gradually gives you the skill to separate your consciousness (the real you) from the voices, the ego, or what you call resistence. It teaches you to let go, of many things, anger and your morning moods being just a couple. It doesn’t happen overnight. Like writing it takes time to learn and requires daily practice. The rewards are well known — calm, peace, and greater awareness. What’s less known because few people stick with it long enough, is understanding, wisdom, and greater consciousness, of the sort possessed by Bagger Vance, beyond golf to all of life. From where I sit — familiar with some of your work which I loved and that brought me here — you’ve become accustomed to your fight with resistence for motivation. You’re a fighter. I understand, as I am too. Perhaps it’s time to stop summoning resistence so you have something to fight against so you can create… or, to move into what’s next… Thank you for sharing your work. Shanti shanti shanti.
Thank you. As the song in “Wicked”, because I knew you, my life has changed for good”.
Thank you, Mr. Pressfield,
And thank you for the many previous posts you’ve offered us readers, free of charge. I apologize this is the first thanks I’ve given you in print, for you to see, because you don’t hear me thank you as I say it aloud alone in my study after reading your words.
This post is such good, hard, grizzly truth, I had to express my thanks as it rests solid in my chest. I’ve been in a battle-season and depression has been greeting me in the mornings. Emotional-bricks stacked on my chest before my waking by the Resistance, I’m sure. I know it doesn’t like the projects I’m building.
As a runner, maybe I should start the day beating the pavement first. Running always leaves me feeling more resilient, powerful, and creative.
Appreciating your rich advice,
Tami Lykens
Tami,
I, too, prefer to run. I love all forms of exercise, but running is my default exercise. I have exercised in the morning for the past 35 years. Initially it was Army influence, but now it is my own choice. I also exercise in the evenings sometimes–but nothing helps or feels the same as an early morning run.
bsn
Thank you for the added encouragement, Brian!
Sounds like you’ve taken good care of yourself; you’re a good example.
Cheers,
Tami
Thank you for sharing Steve. Loving your honesty, your witch’s brew made me chuckle – a great reminder that none of us finds it easy. I am completely hopeless at longer term projects (i.e. anything more than a couple of months). When I have managed to make progress i’ve fallen fate to the ambush. I’m working on it.
I guess the trick is to find what works for you, whether it’s exercise, journaling, meditation or something else – taking control of our day before it hijacks us seems to be the key.
Have a great week. Looking forward to the new book!
Thank you so much for telling me dear Steve.
You said it most beautifully than anyone could: there is the exact opposite force of Resistance, and that is Assistance. It is the other side of the same coin of the universe. It is there when we put the effort. We are Not Alone. Fear not.
We always put the effort. We channel it the best we can. Assistance therefore is here.
I now use the frogs’ method: I must eat the uggliest and biggest frog before all else every morning. That is the book. The next secret is not to go to the second frog if I don’t eat that first one. So for example if at 11:00 am I have a second most important task to do, if I couldn’t complete before that the first task-frog, I will sacrifice it for the first frog.
mr. Brian Tracy “eat that frog” book helped me follow that when the time was right.
I can’t write for many hours. But I can write for 2+ hours if that is all I’ll do before everything else and on the place of everything else that must be done.
It is difficult of course. I fail many times, especially those days when there are very urgent things to be done, or the other days that you mention, when I wake up in a very bad mood or -worse- sleepy.
But we are the ones who will do it. End of story.
P.s. I found a powerful secret that is hard to follow but works for sure: if someone sleeps at 22:00 pm, they will wake up energized as hell the next morning. I struggle to reach that, I’m on about 23:15 now. But I can sense the immense power in that thought.
Same thing here. 🙂 😉 It’s not books and writing, it drawing. Some days are better then others, but in a big majority of cases it’s just what You described. My cure? Running. First thing in the morning, if possible. If not (a harder version) then at some point in the rest of the day. And it all IS, I believe, about emotion management: if my ‘I’ is NOT “okay”, nothing’s fine. I can’t bare to live. Let alone do some quality creative work. (Life’s not a child’s play, it seems. It’s a high stakes fight. And I sort of like that. ‘Cause we’re here only once. Imagine, alternatively, that there’s nothing in stake. Life WITHOUT pressure. What a buzz killer that would be. 😉 No investment and no joy… )
I also start each day pissed off groucjy and ill tempered.
The only times I dont are when I am working away from home on site doing an art glass project. Or when I have been on a long motorcyle run.
The familiar has too much resistence/distractions that takes me to a dark place of immobility.
This. All of this. And when I needed it.
I’m also a slow starter in the morning! Thanks for the laugh Mr. Pressfield.
When the sun goes down, my energy is back—I often stay up so late working on music it’s as if time doesn’t exist. That’s my honk & middle finger to Resistance. Coffee and birdsong do help in the mornings…sometimes 🙂
Big hugs all around 🎶🎶🎶
Thank you so much for this. It’s always a relief to hear that many other people struggle with the sun rising. I’m not sure how many of us feel guilty or bewildered for not being morning people, but heaping guilt on top of grumpy has always been a problem of mine. Trying to untangle why I’m not a morning person, as I’m scowling and waiting for my coffee in silence, only wastes more time and saps my creativity. Quality sleep is one key to waking up and not feeling like I want to kick something, and getting control of my mindset immediately on difficult mornings, is also crucial. Loved reading this today! Thank you again for being so generous and transparent–and funny.
Yep , I know those kinda mornings well, but I’m learning a new way . “some people go to bed with lucifer and then cry , cry, cry when they don’t greet the day with God ‘ .That’s a line by Dave Wyndorf from the band Monster Magnet . Love them guys .
It’s a line that reminds me before going to sleep to let go of all the clutter in my head from the days activities. If I clear that before sleep then the mornings are fresh and new , blank slate to start the day. I’m not saying that’s how it goes all the time though but it definitely works . Same thing in the morning as soon as I’m back in my body I repeat , watch the mind begin its whirring , allow the thoughts to come and go, allow the feelings to be there without judging them just sitting with them , a bit of breathing helps . The whirring slows down , I feel lighter and that’s it job done . cup of tea time . To me, exercise is just medicating with endorphins , pushing away those feelings and thereby empowering them, that’s why they come back stronger and it never ends .
Thanks Steven. You just motivated me to get my ass out of bed and go row.
oh alright. I guess I ll get up now.
thank you.
Yes, working out is a great silencere.
On inner voices, you might like the book CHATTER.
Aww, thanks for this honest post.
I am sorry you are grumpy in the morning, but glad your workout helps you. #exerciseismedicine
Good sleep is also so important.
Yet, when I wake up each day (Even if I had a so-so night sleep), right before I get out of bed and pull aside the sheets, I say to myself, “This is the Day the Lord has made-Rejoice and be glad in it!
Yeah baby. Whoohoo, now get after it!
Seriously.
I learned my mother did this when our dad died at 51 of cancer and she kept it up when she was diagnosed with ALS eight years later (she was 58!).
She soon had to rely on others to get her out of bed. Eventually she was completely paralyzed and could not speak. She could only communicate with her eyes. Ugh.
But, she still said this to herself to keep her mindset clear and moving forward.
Going through this and losing both parents by the time I was 34 was tough. But, after I got over the grief, incredibly motivating.
Morning-evening. I try to look at each day as a gift.
Focus on the good (as much as possible) and F the resistance. Get at it. This is your one life. You are alive, you can breathe, think, write, talk, drive, hug those you love. You can move your body, workout, and stay strong. Wow.
For my health, mindset, endorphins, and longevity, I work every day-99% in am. And, try to get outside again by noon for Vitamin D/Melatonin boost.
I set my coffee up the night before. In the am, I drink some water, brush teeth, wash face with cool water, give myself a high five in the mirror, or at least a smile. Have some coffee (with a mojo dash of cinnamon and whip cream) and the beautiful day begins.
I strength train, do cardio, HIIT, bike, spin, run, etc. For me, the more vigorous the better. I like to sweat it out. When I run outside-I love it. Add tunes. Win, win, win. A few days a week I work out with FIA girl friends at 5:15 AM. Ahh to work outside under the stars before the sun rises and noise traffic/hustle begins. Awe + community.
This is the Day! Try these tips for a little boost?
You might want to see if the men’s fitness group F3nation is near you to get you up too. Pretty life changing.
Cheers to you, Steven!
Amy,
“This is the Day the Lord has made-Rejoice and be glad in it!”
I love it. It put a smile on my face as I read it. Thank you.
bsn
A while back, I had an experience. A health issue forced me to face mortality. People tell of being filled with peace. I felt more. I had a complete absence of fear. Imagine what that might feel like. No fear of the alien mass in my body. No fear of the outcome. No fear for any nonsense my mind might think up. No fear of death. No fear. None.
I glimpsed my true self. I never wanted to go back to who I thought I was. I could no longer believe my own bullshit. Two books that keep me on the path of least resistance are The War of Art, thanks Steve, and The Untethered Soul by Michael Singer.
Oh, yeah I do fall down. The trick is to dust yourself off. I head out to the forest. Nature is a great teacher. Sit in the forest and imagine the trees and birds taunting you with, “What’s your sorry ass excuse this time? Just think what might happen if we checked out like you do.” Wish you all a great week.
Thanks Jackie. Moving.
Also, I found “The Untethered Soul” on Audible for free–or the ‘Plus Catalog’ (which I think is free if you have any books remaining in your membership). Added to my library and will listen soon.
Never thought of trees and birds asking me what would happen if they just quit–interesting thought experiment.
bsn
Thank you for this! I don’t wake up grumpy, my demons are fear and dread. I have often wondered why they strike first thing upon awakening. I can go to sleep full of confidence and serenity and wake up with an electric charge of fear in my solar plexus. It makes sense that it is resistance because it ramps up when you are challenging yourself and meeting the challenges and making headway in your creative life.
I was resisting commenting here. But then –
Dr. Pressfield, your honesty refreshes me today, big time. I am always surprised how your sparse, often hilarious words and insights illuminate my own suffering, thank you. I am released again to fight for another productive day!
Interesting post to hear how folks take the responsibility to go through their day. Like Paul in the bible says, ‘run the good race’. Ephesians says to put on the full armor of God, the breastplate of righteous. For me it is all spiritual warfare. Go in this direction you live and have eternal life. Go in that direction is death and you die. I am always in a state of trying to do the next correct thing. I am now an old man, I’m in it too deep, I know too much. All I got is my story and how do I want it to end. My heart knows exactly how I want it to end and it will take every ounce of me.
At the moment I am reading some of the mystics who lived in the 12th century. Her last name is Mechthild. She was a love mystic. My marching orders are to be a loving human being.
– Shalom
It’s a war for my morning hours: my workouts (cycling or strength depending on the day) vs. reading and working on my YouTube scripts first thing. But one thing is for sure: this pony’s gotta run! If I don’t exercise, I become a different person. And you won’t like her! 😉
My whole channel is dedicated to embracing exercise after 50 for sanity and all the other reasons.
Yoga.
I’m not like you, Steve. I wake up cheerful. Traffic on the coast of Maine doesn’t engender road rage and I don’t have any life-threatening issues. I’ve read your excellent book, as well as all the others designed to rescue us from the deadening COVID doldrums. I write, er, wrote feature articles for magazines, some of which didn’t resume publishing. I have fifteen articles that I researched with copious notes or actual first drafts. But that’s where it stops. For the life of me, I don’t understand why I can’t send a pitch or even an LOI. First-day-of-school paralysis? Stranger in a strange land? I could surely use the money! The other day, I read an article in the AARP magazine titled “Ten Symptoms of Depression”. I was shocked that I have EIGHT of them! Happy-go-lucky me??!! I don’t get it. There aren’t any writers’ groups in the rural area where I live and the few writers I know write fiction. Now I see that it’s resistance with a paralyzing chokehold on me. I either didn’t or wouldn’t see it before. Okay, I’m going to do my best to place my most-likely-to-sell! article. I’m NOT ready to hang up my Rock ‘n Roll shoes!
Diane, rock on!
Thanks to you and Tami for your support and encouragement! I feel like I’m in some mental prison. All I want to do is eat and watch high-speed police chases on YouTube. I’ve got to get a handle on this.
I second Jackie’s response, Diane: Rock on! Dance and kick that Resistance in the teeth and send in your articles and keep on sending!
Cheering you on,
Tami
Hi Steven, i feel the same as you many days. But only on work
days when i need to go to the office. Thanks for describing this as resistance, an enemy of the self. I sometimes look forward to a classic Italian style shave at home to cheer me up. Have a great day
I think you are in the majority brother Pressfield. I start my day full of joy. I start with a few morning questions that I have habituated over the past thirty years, I don’t have to think about it. What am I grateful for ? What am I thankful for? What can I do to have a positive impact on those around me today? Your mind will always search and give you answers to the questions you ask, it won’t argue with you. Change your questions, change your life. God bless brother.
Spot. On.
I listen to this every morning. I listen to the bell and I BREATHE.
https://youtu.be/F1ZwaEzMtJw?si=p-KFlyCHk-rEav-f
The Night After, a further explanation.
The night after my husband, my high school sweetheart, Denny, passed on to his lighter body, a LOUD voice woke me up from a dream. It said, “BREATHE”. I sat up, startled, and looked around. That’s how vivid the voice was.
I’ve been chasing that notion ever since. Breathe, how? And do I even want to?
I began meditating more though. Denny always meditated and told me to go back to the breath. Concentrate on the breath. But meanwhile, he no longer has one, so how do I find mine?
I have also considered the banister of our stairs many times. How long or short would the rope have to be? Can I buy it on Amazon, cause I’m not leaving our house. Or maybe pulling our car into the garage. Just slip away.
It’s not that simple though, not when you’ve been left with that LOUD VOICE, saying, “BREATHE!”
I’ve been searching. It’s not about how I wake up but if I want to wake up at all. What’s the point? What is all this? We are born, we love and sometimes hate. We do stuff to make our lives feel meaningful. Why? Meaningful to what end?
Excuse me for all this. I’ve always attached myself to a lot of drama. But this, losing Denny, is more than that now. It’s deciding what to do and why. It’s watching other people pursue whatever is their calling, what they are committed to. They continue on. Often, it’s with the backing of some religious conviction, to void out that we all still appear to be spinning tops.
There’s the intrusion of a LOUD VOICE, though, waking me up from dreaming, saying, “BREATHE!”
My chest hurts. My heart is broken, but there’s something in me arising. I meditate and BREATHE. I do that in the middle of the night, in the morning, before I go to bed…
Thich Nhat Hahn says to breathe and listen to the bell. I am. I AM. I was born and so, I have some kind of responsibility to that. It is to find my way and create as I can, with the gifts given to me. It is realizing that the highlights on tree leaves, that line green transparency, that is seen in the early morning, is vivid…. Still. It’s all still there. I need to look though. I need to try.
And so,
I listen to this every morning. I listen to the bell and I BREATHE.
https://youtu.be/F1ZwaEzMtJw?si=p-KFlyCHk-rEav-f
*lime green leaves.
Thanks for sharing Steven. Your experience is yet another example of learning to understand the workings of one’s own mind. For many of us, it is our life’s work to learn to observe and to have the humility to acknowledge how we actually ARE (without running away in horror)…and to then have the courage to learn to better manage these “cards we were dealt”. The “autopilot” we’ve been using most of our lives can no longer be relied upon to provide safe passage. It is difficult not to judge, easy to turn away and is, if nothing else, a lesson in mindfulness, moment-to-moment for each of the moments we have left. It is humbling.
I needed this today. Thanks.
Meditation helps, at least a little. I started doing this more than 20 years ago and the voice has become 5% quieter and has lost some of its argumentative edge when opposing starting or doing anything at all.
But at the end of the day, the one saying remains true about all mindfulness techniques:
“Before enlightenment you go to the well to get water, after enlightenment you go to the well to get water.”
I’m not good company until I sweat.
Been this way most of my life. Was grumpy folding 100 copies of the Modesto Bee every morning, but by the time I returned (rode my bike for paper route & tossed the papers from middle of street (Moday/Tuesday/Saturday papers…usually without inserts. the other days needed to ride much closer)–my head and heart were clear.
I still prefer a morning run/PT to people. Army influence for sure, but many of those habits stick forever. I’m grateful.
2023 has been the year of cold plunging for me. Total game changer. I HIGHLY encourage you to try it. Here is one objective measurement about plunging. HRV. Heart rate variability. Higher is better. It is a look inside. Where you are on the sympathetic/parasympathetic spectrum is another way to think of HRV.
When I get into the water, my HRV usually doubles if not triples. My interpretation? When I willfully, fully conscious and of ‘sound mind & body’ choose to confront the terrifying cold (no exaggeration, it scares the crap out of me…every single time) I am practicing confronting Resistance. Head to head. Mano a Mano. This morning my HRV went from 42 (post run) to 90 (in the cold for 3 min). It has legs as well. I’m stronger for hours afterwards.
Huberman Lab has 3-4 episodes about cold plunging if you’re curious.
Have a great week everyone.
bsn
And I thought I was the only dik-attitude guy in the morning who insists on working out. “Working out” is literally working out my frustrations, including those morons and maniacs on the road.
When I supporting myself as a fitness instructor and army reserve instructor, those were jobs that were focusing my frustrations…and strangely, I had the biggest classes until I “softened” the workouts. So, now I just beast myself.
Thank you, Steven. Maintain the momentum.
That’s what is so great about this crew — coming across one simple phrase that is just profound, reframing everything. “Working out” is literally working out my frustrations”— exactly! I never considered what “working out” literally means before. Exercise is work and sometimes outside, I guess — but you nailed it. It’s just like working a knot out of a muscle or wringing the water out of a towel, exercise clears the accumulated crap out of our bodies — and even more so, our minds!
Like Brian’s comment last week about the brutalized amygdala. Even as a wannabe wordsmith here among actual wordsmiths, it still amazes me how a simple phrase can carry such impact.
Non,
Agree about the power of some phrases. Memes. Words matter.
Thanks for your note last week. Wannabe wordsmith…I like that as well. I resemble that remark.
Friend of mine asked me today if I knew anyone in the ‘writing, editing, publishing world’…there is this website by my favorite author…
bsn
Nom, bruh. French for name. As Plume here is feather, as in, quill pen.
It’s “Pen name” in Pretentious. 😉
Exactly how I woke up this morning including a little extra physical pain to add to the self flagelation my mind is creating as I struggle to get up and work on my long-term project.
Cannot tell you how helpful this is as I beat myself up and fill myself with self-doubt. You have been a guiding light along my dark dark path. Thank you.
And II thought it was only me. Thanks for letting me know I am not alone
Walking nine holes today in the beautiful PA autumn was a great way to dispel any grumps!
You know how unhappy your computer becomes if you try to give it commands before it’s had time to power up? That’s me in the morning if I (1) haven’t had my coffee yet, and (2) haven’t had a few minutes to myself.
Recently I went back to no added sugar in my diet and eating in eight-hour windows. I couldn’t believe how much better I feel and how much more energy I have. Then, instead of using that energy to imagine the worst (my specialty), I daydream about all the great things that might happen. My brain’s all in, probably from the novelty of it all, but whatever!
You know how unhappy your computer becomes if you try to give it commands before it’s had time to power up?
Maureen, you nailed it! See my response to Brian above. A simple turn of.phrase puts everything into perspective!
Adding to the workout wordplay, Mel Robbins was my inspiration for daydreaming about great things. She suggests thinking this: “What if it all works out?”
If you tell your brain to stop fretting your brain says, “But what will I do instead?” That’s the genius in Mel’s question. It gives your brain something better to chew on, all the many and varied ways the best is yet to be.
I’ve started chanting it when I’m having difficulty falling asleep, even — which brings on not only sleep but the sweetest dreams.
Thanks for teaching us all how to kick Resistance in the ass. Needed lessons. Your War of Art book is a real gem.
I am fed up with my usual wake-up routine of snoozing and losing the day.
This post is a healthy reminder of how to break the resistance back. Thanks!
Thank you.
As much as I hesitate to criticize, and with immense respect… Sensei Steve, if I may, you really shouldn’t be waking up in that foul a mood! Aside from Resistance… have you tried going to bed earlier? A new mattress, a weighted blanket? All that other Sleep Hygiene stuff they talk about: no caffeine after 2pm, no screens after 10pm, cold room, dark curtains?
Even if it is Resistance, try those other things to deny it the opportunity to mess you up!
Thank you for this post! To everyone around me I am the only person who is cranky and irritable in the morning. I awake with a negative attitude. I don’t want to talk to anyone or have anyone talk to me. By afternoon I am the opposite. I have been this way all my life, even as a young child. My body is not geared to work out early in the day, but just recently I have found that reading modern day writers of stoic philosophy, first thing in the morning, resets my bad attitude. It takes my mind off my petty irritations and points me in a better direction to start the day.
Thank you, Steve! This is Gold. So relatable, so real, so helpful. Don’t stop.
Thank you so much for writing this. I always felt like there was something wrong with me and that I was the only one who felt pissed off EVERY single morning. I hate waking up and I always wake up with dread. I tell myself I don’t want to do anything, I don’t want to do anything, and I just want to lay around all day.
Thank you for reminding me that that voice in my head is not me, but it’s Resistance.
I am also a gym junkie and I wake up at 4:15am every morning to go to the gym or do some kind of movement practice at 5am. If I don’t move in the morning, I feel like shit and that voice of Resistance is even stronger.
Thank you for always sharing your wisdom!!
I am from Poland. Today I heard you talking to Marcin Osman for the first time. I feel that I will stay longer because you speak to me 100%.
You can take the kid out of New York…
Great post Mr.P…It obviously doesn’t matter how much time a person spends in SoCal, your formative years were spent within a 50 mile radius of Times Square. You have a terminal case of New York-itis. HOWEVER, it’s one of the best inoculations against any kind of Resistance, because rain, snow, illness or injury, we’ve got to get there, one way or another…and we usually do! Excelsior, my friend!
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for many years, i managed my depression, and my exreme poverty [which aggravated the depression, but was not the cause of it] by waking up at 6 am and immediately going for a 10 to 20 mile bicycle ride. when i got back to the apartment, and hour or 2 later, i knew that i had done SOMETHING. it was still early morning, and i had ACCOMPLISHED. the rest of the day, no matter how bad, how tension fraught, how defeating, i could look back and say, yes robyn, you did do something today and you did it well. so no matter what this day is not a total loss. almost 20 years on i still prefer to start the day with a bicycle ride, especially days i know will be bad.
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Thank you, Steven.
I can’t tell you what it means to me to finally be hearing all of this, and from someone who has, astonishingly, had such similarities to my own battle with Resistance.
I appreciate it very much.
I love this article!
“Resistance loves long-term projects. They’re so easy to sabotage. Resistance can derail them at the start, at any point in the middle, or at its favorite ambush site—the end.” – Ain’t that the truth.
Thanks Steven.
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Hey there! I just read your post, and it really resonated with me. Dealing with depression can be incredibly challenging, especially when it affects your mornings. I’ve been there myself, and finding the right balance of medication and self-care has been crucial for me. How do you manage your mornings when you’re feeling down? Have you found any strategies that work well for you? Also, I’m curious if you’ve explored any alternative therapies or lifestyle changes alongside your medication. Thanks for sharing your thoughts and experiences.
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