Why is it so hard?

You’d think because you want to do things they’d be easy right? No such luck for me right now.

Trying to sort out what I actually want to write about and put the ideas into the world is so difficult. It’s honestly a little scary.

I keep avoiding it. I know it’s just something I need to sit down and do. I’m definitely the type of person who you need to lock in a room away from all the people to get something done.

My goal is this week. And I’m telling you guys so I’m telling someone and hopefully that’ll motivate me to get it done.

I promise I like what I do. It’s just hard sometimes.

My brain and my body don’t line up.

This is something I say often, as it gives me a very basic wag of explaining my disability.

But today I had a spurt of energy to be productive, you know the one. And it didn’t line up with my body’s ability to do what is physical requited of me to be productive. I hope that made sense. It did in my head.

Anyway, once again I’m just struggling with who I am, and what that makes me capable of. Specifically how that differs from what I want to do with my life.

Though these parts of myself do not match almost all of the time, it rarely bothers me. But when it does like it did today, it’s just hard for me to deal with.

Sometimes to even try feels like to much when toy don’t think your body will let you do it anyway.