For most of my life, I have been a child. Even when I was 20 years old, I was still a child. I didn't clean my room, I didn't know how to do my own laundry. Hell, I didn't even make my own food ever. I don't know how I survived.Oh, wait a second, I remember.
I had a guardian angel. She would wake up fifteen minutes before me in the morning to make me breakfast. She would clean my room, do my laundry and even make me lunch. Despite how much I have learned from many intelligent people both in person and through books, she was the person who taught me more than anyone in my life. But when you take people for granted, their time in your life will be numbered.
When she was gone, I was left alone. The laundry piled up fast, my body begged for real food, but I didn't know how to make anything. Everything around me became a mess. Motivation was gone from my life. I had everything given to me on a silver platter for years, and now I wasn't sure how to survive. So, I had to learn.
I felt like Bambi trying to walk for the first time. I tried to do laundry, I started to try and clean up after myself, but nothing would stick. I was so used to having everything done for me that I didn't have the motivation to do even the most basic chores. I wanted to just hit a switch and change my habits completely overnight, but it just wasn't possible. So I decided to pick just one thing.
The next morning that I woke up, I tried to make breakfast. I made scrambled eggs, if you could call them that. 90% of the eggs were stuck to the pan, the other ten percent were a weird brown colour. They looked like a movie prop of alien brain matter. But, I made them!
I feel like a loser saying this, I was proud. I was determined at the very least, to make myself breakfast every morning. I went on YouTube and started watching Chef Gordon Ramsay videos to learn how to make something a little tastier. Over time I was waking up earlier to make my breakfast, so I had to go to bed earlier. The combination of real food in the morning and extra sleep greatly improved my mood throughout the day. I started having more motivation and energy to do other things. I was cleaning and organizing my room so that it was easy to maintain. I developed a schedule for doing things like laundry, vacuuming and going to the gym five days a week. I finally felt like a real adult.
These days, I am in a much better place. I am trying to refine myself, to slowly replace some of the bad habits with good ones over time. Sometimes I falter, sometimes I lose motivation, I'm not perfect. But now, I make a breakfast I love every single morning. I am excited to go to bed early at night so that I can wake up and enjoy my morning. It starts my day off in the right direction, even if sometimes I will wander a bit throughout the days that feel harder to get through. So I urge you.
Try it yourself. Every morning, make something that you absolutely LOVE. Don't settle for some off brand cereal and questionable milk. Make something in the morning that will make you happy to be alive. Happy to wake up at those ungodly hours. Something that releases all those good chemicals in your brain and makes you delusional enough for a moment to think "Maybe I can survive the rest of the day."
I can honestly say that breakfast saved my life. Last night was hard to get through, I was reminiscing about my guardian angel. This morning, I ate breakfast, and wrote this. I could be delusional, but I think I'll survive today. Just maybe.