I am procrastinating.
The things I’m procrastinating on are little things, but they have a very big impact on my life. The things I’m procrastinating on will set in motion things that will literally change my life as I know it, and all for the better. I had to ask myself this morning why on earth I’m procrastinating on improving my life.
The answer is simple: I don’t like change. I’m probably afraid of it. Yes, it’s going to change my life for the better, but it’s still going to be change. It means choices, decisions, actions… more things to do. I have linked the simple action of taking two photos and sending an email to the whole big scary mess, like by doing this I will immediately have to do all these other things. Which is a load of crap. All of the rest of it is still months off.
But my brain is ignoring me and panicking nonetheless. It’s leaving me paralysed with anxiety and the need to run away. This anxiety is causing my muscles to tense, which is causing a fibromyalgia flare up, which is making me even more inclined to procrastinate because it hurts to do things.
I’m going to do it today, because I need to get it done and out of the way, but I really really don’t want to.