It’s thanksgiving break and all I can think about ishow happy I am to be at home and not at work. The only thing I’m happy about in my life right now is being a mom to my son.
I don’t hate my job. I love my job, but it doesn’t make me happy. I’m tired of living in this apartment, throwing money away towards something I’ll never own ($1000 a month).
I’m not happy that I haven’t been writing another novel, or finishing one I’ve already started. It’s just maddening how quickly I’ve lost motivation to continue writing novels. My last novel was published in 2016: two years ago! I’ve started several since then, but I haven’t even made it halfway through one.
I thought of writing a novel based on my life, but have I sat down to write it? No.
I’m unhappy with my postpartum body, and I go back and forth between loving it and not even wanting to look in the mirror.
I think about all of these things that I’m not happy about and how I’ve not done a single thing to change my circumstances. So how can I even complain?
My point is, and I should take this advice myself, don’t complain about your circumstances and not being happy if you aren’t doing anything about them.
Don’t be like me and say I’m going to start making changes tomorrow or the next day, or the next day. Do it today. Do what makes you happy, but first, find happiness from within.