The Dark Hole of Despair

It’s confession time.

I haven’t worked out in well over a week. All of my positive exercise habits have stalled and I find myself consorting with old demons. The Pandora bracelet I was using as inspiration no longer motivates me to keep going. I am in a deep, dark hole and I’m struggling to get out.

There. I said it.

When I told my friend Rhea that I wasn’t sure what to write about, she told me to just be honest. “Everyone at some point loses motivation. People will appreciate your honesty when you admit that you’ve lost yours.”

I have an idea of what might be fueling it, but I know what I have to do to get past it. In the meantime, bear with me.

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