I've relaxed a lot, though. Prioritising my mental health has meant I've had to shift a few things around. It's take a fair amount of therapy, though, to help me do that. It's weird how much baggage was tied up around certain things; stuff you'd think was entire unrelated ends up being wrapped so tightly around beliefs and behaviours that require a whole lot of unpacking...
Honestly, I wish I could afford more therapy. Now the door has been opened, I can see a lot more areas I need professional help in. Plus, it just really helps to have someone without judgement who you can just unload your problems on. Sometimes just even talking about it helps.
Anyway, that's not the point here. The point is that I'm switching things up a bit. My writing time is now in the afternoon, with my mornings dedicated to waking up, catching up, and other—non-writing—work. Lunch hours are either exercise, or language studies. I really need to get on my Welsh lessons. Language studies will also be in the evenings on the days lunch hours are taken up by exercise (except for Wednesdays. I'm streaming).
This does mean that my writing time is greatly reduced. I might have, at most, two hours of writing time a day. I'm alright with this. My brain has started to turn to mush halfway through the third hour anyway. This also means I have to drastically drop my writing output. I'll be pleased with a thousand words in a day - literally one third of what I was once writing.
That might change if ever I am not also at work. Which is to say, if ever my writing manages to provide an income that enables me to not go to work. HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH! Anyway...
I'm not exactly happy with the changes, but I'm not mad about them either. They're necessary. And I'll try not to be so hard on myself if I don't always reach my goal.