Without guilt and anxiety, I do nothing. Seriously. I would sit around and watch TV all day and not even blog about it. I need a bit of guilt to even write trashy things or blog posts, and that's what I consider relaxing.
And it does pay off. I think the e-mails from my kids would have brought a smile to my face in any event, but it was a much happier feeling contrasted with the shit way I started the day.
I think the degree of anxiety with which I live is kind of over-the-top, though. I'm pretty much worried all the time, and it's a bad way to exist.
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Without guilt and anxiety, I do nothing. Seriously. I would sit around and watch TV all day and not even blog about it. I need a bit of guilt to even write trashy things or blog posts, and that's what I consider relaxing.
And it does pay off. I think the e-mails from my kids would have brought a smile to my face in any event, but it was a much happier feeling contrasted with the shit way I started the day.
I think the degree of anxiety with which I live is kind of over-the-top, though. I'm pretty much worried all the time, and it's a bad way to exist.