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Act As If...

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Last week my therapist suggested I try something new to get me motivated to get up and do things. She suggested role playing. Change my clothes, change what I do, change where I sit and "play the role" of the person I want to be. She said try it for a few hours a day.

I've been thinking about it all week and I think the problem is that I don't know who I want to be. I don't feel like I'm the same person I was before, and I don't know where I want to go from here.

I didn't get the job in the consignment shop; I stopped in the other week to check and see if they were still interviewing and the owner told me they're all set for the moment. It's okay because I don't even know if I wanted to do that.

I do know that I need to do something.

But what?


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1 comments:

Nate Larson said...

brainstorming some characters... Mary Poppins, ooh the mom from Mary Poppins, Kevin Spacey in House of Cards, here's a favorite of mine.... Jim Carrey in this MTV award segment: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zILs4TaYFqs

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