Motivation in ASD/ADHD

Hope and Motivation go hand in hand. Same goes for Hopelessness and Depression.

Today I have no motivation.
I’m even wondering why I m writing.
I’m forcing myself to, though I m proud of my determination.

I’m alone and it s raining.
I’m in a hopeless phase.

Luckily, I know it s temporary.

We can’t modify dead ends. 
The term alone is daunting, we have no control over them, although there s a plan and a purpose for everyone.

I dread being alone.

I was shocked by the deaths of Lisa Marie Presley and Sinead O’ Connor, both in their early 50s.
Their deadline was Conversion, they didn’t make it.

My deadline is going home.

There has got to be a reason for each circumstance we find ourselves in. 

What good solitude brings?
I can’t see any.
Man was not made to be alone still, many people are.
I don’t want to be one of them.

People are lonely in this country: their workplace becomes their family.

A patriarchal society: husband coming home at midnight after eating dinner and drinking with colleagues and wife looking after children at home.
Family has a different connotation from my country.

I don’t belong here.

My mission as an expat, is to evangelize through the four apostolic principles:

Listen 
Befriend
Proclaim
Invite 

God got me.

If we don’t pursue freedom, we seek shelter.
I pursue freedom over shelter.

We’re all unique.

One is never really free as a guest, you conform to your host.
Going back to the roots is facing reality with a stronger mindset.

Enough escapism for me.

Trust. Just trust.