Still trundling along. All the body bits are very sore of late- which effects motivation to do difficult stuff like 'walking' and 'breathing'. Second f2f homegroup meeting yesterday. It was a good one- I think the first one was a bit subdued because of the isolation stuff. Much hope and struggle in the various shares. I shared about how when in Glenelg (beach suburb) where I lived in a very unnice boarding house just over 4.5y ago- certain public benches/bins/toilets/streets trigger memories...
...like sitting on that certain bench- pathetically drinking from a cheap cask of wine...with family not 15k away, one in a big empty house, or my bro- same distance with an unoccupied granny flat- and no one offered me help- though I almost begged for it. I had never felt so alone or helpless.
So whining about lack of motivation to finish assignments is almost a gratitude of not being in that dark place.