I am 100 percent, completely, totally in a funk.
Full disclosure – I am clinically depressed. Or, at least I have been. I don’t think I’m there now. I’m just in a funk. How do I know? My depression is uncontrollable sadness. When I was in college and depression was bad, I didn’t leave my house for days. My mom and stepdad had to come up and get me out. That’s for sure not where I am now. I’m just in a funk.
I recognize that I have a wonderful husband and a truly amazing little boy, but that doesn’t mean I can’t feel stuck. We have money issues, I have work issues, there are life issues, and then, of course, there are weight issues. Anyone who has dealt with things like this know that it’s a vicious circle. I want to make my husband and son happy so we spend money we don’t have, which stresses me out at work, which leads to me eating in a less-than-healthy way, which then stresses me out more so I take it out on people around me, which stresses our home life, and on and on.
So I can’t do much to fix the money. We earn what we earn and I can work on spending less but we may be stuck here a while. Work, well, I am up at 5:30 and home at 5:30, then with kid, then helping husband with school, so when should I be looking for new things? Let’s just say I’m stuck here for now. Life . . . it’s life. There’s not much I can do there. And that leaves weight, or as I should be looking at it, health. That is probably the one thing that I can control. As I told my mom, I wish I was one of those people who when stressed out got sick to my stomach so I couldn’t eat. Unfortunately, I’m the opposite.
And let’s be honest: there’s no stress eating that involves salad and an apple.
So I know that of everything, diet and exercise may be my best way to get under control, but how do I take charge and make that happen? I have no motivation, no drive, no push.
Who’s been all funked up before and how did you get out of it?