Divisive on here but it works for me:
This too shall pass
Everything in life is temporary. The good and the bad. This mostly helps me with the bad, I have severe ocd and when it's at its very worst and I'm having a panic attack this phrase really helps me get through, reminds me that I've felt like that before AND IT DID NOT LAST - I am not saying it's easy AT ALL but it stops me completely losing it.
But it also refers to the good times, and savouring them. This joy, this happiness, this relief, also won't last forever so enjoy it while you can. As I get older I appreciate this aspect more and more.
A fun phone call from dd, a small achievement in my day, a nice greeting card arriving all mean so much to me with my life so small at the moment
Op similar to yourself as a result of my first breakdown I lost a lot materially speaking - a job, car, house full of "stuff" - before then that would really have upset me but, to quote one of my favourite movies:
"The beautiful part is...I don't give a fuck! That's the upside of having a breakdown!"
So true! Wouldn't wish it on worst enemy, but there is an upside to everything and the upside to that, for me at least I stopped worrying about certain things and I stopped caring about some shit that doesn't matter. (Not all of it unfortunately)
I stopped caring about material possessions as much, they matter nothing if they are at the expense of your health.
I stopped worrying about what people I don't care about thought of me...
Part of my issues was maintaining an image of perfection.
Me, my dd and my home and car were all always perfectly turned out - at least at the start of the day, dd had her own way of challenging that idea bless her!
I was never late for work, an appointment or even an arrangement I'd made with a friend.
I very rarely said no to anything I was asked to do.
I strived to at least appear to be the perfect mother, daughter, sister, friend, employee, tenant... ridiculous!
When the cpn came from the crisis team to assess me and basically had me describe my life to her in my home which she could see was completely and ludicrously spotless given a young child lived there, she made a comment at the end of the assessment basically saying "well no bloody wonder you had a breakdown!" I was operating on 4/5 hours of sleep a night and MAYBE one full meal a day. Totally unsustainable!
The enemy of procrastination is action.
That's a good one though, and one I may use at the moment as I'm experiencing the opposite to back then, when I was constantly on the go firing on adrenaline. Just now I'm struggling to motivate myself and get stuff, even essentials, done!
It's not purely procrastination and laziness, it's also a real fear of overdoing it and going back to the "adrenaline days" and also because I am also physically disabled and pain is very much a part of that and so that's a deterrent too.
So maybe this thread will throw up other motivational gems
Loving the Humorous responses too!