It took half of the first chapter of Mel Robbins Stop Saying You’re Fine to feel alive again. To feel unstuck. To think up ways out of my current hole.
I felt Alive. I felt excited.
Enter crisis: I got too excited to sleep.
This snowballed into too tired to gym. Too tired to cook. Must sleep early.
Day one was manageable with only 3 hours of sleep but I failed on waking up early and not hitting snooze.
But not sleeping well on night two because my head was whirring with ideas has left me a zombie. Grumpy. Tired. Unproductive.
I also hit snooze about five times this morning and was late for work.
This is a problem.
Being this tired makes me want to eat everything I see and stuff my face with sugar.
There’s a girl at work who’s started gyming faithfully. Every morning. I look at her and I feel annoyed. We were meant to start together. When I was hyped, she wasn’t. Then she found someone else to drive her around.
Everyone has their own journey.
I always wanted to be something great. The youngest person to write a book. The youngest person to make a movie. I’ve missed it now. And I’m okay with that.
I just need to get sleep so that I too can start my journey to success.