Today I learned that you have to put in work to be healthy. Today I got up early cleaned, cooked, took care of responsibilities, then proceeded to engaging in my hobby. Though it was a productive day it was a tiring one. Mentally and physically. It required stamina and self awareness. It required a high level of will. There was a desire to say to hell with everything and just recede into the comfort of my bed. To shirk all my responsibilities. To not engage in any beneficial activity but to just get caught in a YouTube loophole only to be disgusted with how much time I wasted at the end of the day. I’ve been down that road many times before. It only led me to sink further and further into hell. But it has to be acknowledged that being mentally and physically healthy just doesn’t happen. It isn’t the default. One is either rising to heaven or falling to hell. There is no standing still. That’s one of the reasons why I couldn’t see myself saying to hell with striving towards better mental/physical health. Because it’s gonna get worse without being attended too. Also I feel that I feel I’m worth being healthy. I’m worth putting in the all the work and making the tough decisions. To avoid diabetes, and high blood pressure and protect my peace of mind. So even though it’s requires a lot of energy I just have to remember that I’m worth every ounce of it. And that the alternative is disproportionately unfavorable.