Laziness & Looking Outside

Yesterday I was complaining to friends that I thought I would never get better, that the anxiety is still there, and how frustrated I am.  I laid in bed last night thinking how long I have been seeing a psychologist and wondering how much longer it will take or if I’m just wasting mine and his time.  Then I started to realize that I have been very lazy over the past several months.

When I first started seeing a psychologist, I was very engaged in my recovery, doing my homework assignments daily but now I have gotten lazy.  I feel like just showing up at his office is enough to continue my recovery but now I realize that that is not the case, it must take an active role on my part.

I also noticed that as I begin to climb out of my own mind, I’m finding that the world around me looks weird, like I’m seeing it for the first time.  Not only did my body begin to atrophy from years of being chained to my bed but my mind did as well.  I’m finding that I am having to relearn to live, relearn how to engage with the world around me and my life.