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Originally Posted by lumberjim
Are you still too lazy to take $20 checks to the bank?
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This smackdown has stuck with me. I thought about it a lot this morning. I guess I'd say what happened was partly that I lost any concept of any meaning of life at some point, and was in a very serious mental state.
In that adrift place, I was deeply unmotivated and kind of didn't like having been given a chore to do, even when it was entirely well-meaning. Who enjoys going to the bank? When I figured out that the bottom line of ignoring the chore was that I just gave the money back, it made it an easy non-decision, so I could feel less guilt about it.
I ignored a lot of life post-divorce; and I feel this was largely due to the fact that the anti-depressants I was still on were no longer necessary, and were preventing me from feeling the low level of anxiety that is secretly slightly motivating.
From what I understand, my condition is common among men of a certain age who don't have children, and is fatal if untreated. After a while, it's all just who gives a fuck? I found enough meaning in saving my own life to change things, but I don't begrudge the people who don't.
Needless to say, being in that state was not good preparation for the approaching economic downturn. Get your shit together, friends, our current good times are an excellent time to do that