The Key to Motivation

Sometimes I never want to get out of bed. It’s not because I’m comfortable or warm. Instead, it feels like the weight of the world is on my back and I am ready to give up. Sometimes, I just feel beat up or drunk or disoriented. I’m neither of those things, but my brain is demotivated and unwilling.

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These times are rare, but I find it incredibly hard to cope with. How do I motivate myself to get out of bed? How do I live my life while in this foreign state of mind?

I made a big mistake though. You have to forget about motivation. There is a reason you may feel unmotivated. You might not like your job. Or your house. Or your life. Take a step back and analyze everything. There is some place where things just don't connect.

The only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work, and the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking, and don't settle.” – Steve Jobs

What makes you truly happy? In this moment, there are only a handful of things that make it on my ‘happy’ list. Write down your happy list. Those are the things you should surround yourself with.

Enjoy Every Moment Of It

When I started blogging, I thoroughly enjoyed it. It gave me a place to write, express myself, and, most importantly, be vulnerable. I tend to put up a barbed fence around myself and let only a select few in. However, expressing myself through writing came natural to me. I enjoyed every moment of it.

You have to search for what you love and do that. When you do something you don’t thoroughly enjoy, finding motivation can be hard.

Last month, I had to write five essays for school. I procrastinated and despised every single one of them. Writing for school weighs on my body, like a ball and chain attached to my leg.

Find a hobby that you love. Work for a job only if you love it. Most of us are in jobs that we hate, unfulfilling jobs.

I want more than this. I need more than this.

Do things that make you happy, cancel everything else out. They’re not worth it.

Consistency

This is my 10th post. I’m surprised at myself, but it makes me wonder. There are only a handful of things that I am thoroughly consistent with. I usually start something and I’m gung-ho and slowly it dwindles, till I lose interest and stop.

Writing has fed my intrinsic happiness monster, knowing that maybe, JUST MAYBE, someone would read my work and genuinely find it helpful, in some way. This monster fuels me to keep writing.

Motivation cannot be feigned. It's finals time and instead of studying I was sitting in the library, writing a post. A friend asked me why I'm focusing on the post instead of studying. I think writing the post is more important. In the midst of all my essays and finals, I still find time to write my posts. But it makes definitely makes me wonder. Why do I keep coming back to write?

Writing has helped me express my inner fears, desires, and aspirations into the world and it has me craving more.

I believe I’ve found what I enjoy and I hope that I can produce great work as well.