Giving up, giving in, accepting an outcome other than my objective is infuriatingly seductive.
The slightest tinge of resistance sends me into deep stagnation.
I fritter the day away with pity filled vignettes where I cast myself a wronged but valiant warrior.
Logically I can see the futility of this behavior but the emotions are unbelievably powerful.
The only way to save myself in that instance is to forcibly will myself to do at least one tiny minuscule simple task toward my objective in hopes of re firing my energy in the proper direction.
The battle to do even that is monumental and exhausting. I am ashamed to admit oftentimes I fail.
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