There are a number of reasons that I struggle to get out of bed:
Part of my OCD is to look at things as problems that I need to solve. Sometimes this works in my favor and sometimes it works against me.
Growing Up Playing with Makeup
Like many young women, I experimented a lot with makeup when I was a pre-teen and teenager. My friends and I went off to the local drugstore and bought eye shadow in virulent shades of blue, green, and purple. We got lip smackers in soda flavors. We tried out different eye liners and mascaras to try to get dramatic and smoky eyes.
I’ve been procrastinating writing this for a while. I finished my comprehensive exams and then orally defended them this past Friday. And not only was I exhausted, but my anxiety was at a peak as long with everything that came with it.
I am in the camp of people that thinks naps are one of the best things ever invented. I love the feeling of afternoon sun on my face, the quiet that is the late afternoon, and the bliss of laying down, taking a screen break, and waking up less tired and achy.