Imagine waking up. Feeling so tired. Not knowing what to do with your life. Out of shape and freaking out about your financial situation.
Financial situation Is not better than yesterday and worst than what you expected. Tomorrow.. let’s not even think about that. I have enough anxiety just trying to be fully present today.
Expecting of course. The worst. Even if I know I can change it. Random jobs, juggling with videos, selling cars, Airbnb whatever opportunity to keep me floating and also not questioning why I am in this planet for.
Limiting beliefs attacking me like demons. All the voices from the past coming through, telling me. I can’t. That I shouldn’t. That I’m wasting time. Trying something that is not… what supposed to be.. whatever that is…
Something good is going to happen. “whithout strategies, goals and joy. I don’t need that”. I have a plan.
Convincing myself that is gonna happen. After I shift my attention. To something less important. Maybe the task. The homework. And limitations they thought me I had. Bla bla bla. I laugh.
Until. I figured it out. Decided to put all my hope in to the new line of stimulants that pharma xyz just came up with. Magic pill. Perfect solution. As the future innovative best version of drug. For everything. Productivity. This is intended to safe humanity from being human “making us super productive drones” and off course make you a another person. Turning off our feelings. Yes. Don’t be you. Less you then better.
Every single day I’m gonna wake up. Freaking out and taking this drug. Sounds like a great plan. At least before I die. I tried.
This meds are been shorted consistently making me wait in lines and setting up appointments changing my whole schedule based on their ability to deliver. So I can perform with ease. This is good for me. This is gonna safe my life. I know is gonna make a difference. The best that ever happened to me to feel productive. Medz. Zzzzz
Yes I can clean and organize and be very busy. Something needs to happen that will change this entire situation to become a super human. trying to get everything flowing and moving. I can organize I can clean and I can. Be productive. Nothing wrong with that. But I can’t chill. I can’t just. Figure it out for real. How to not pay attention to the things that don’t really matter.
Decided to take it slow. First some coffee. Later more coffee. And a little bit of stimulants cocktails. BOOM! just to get things flowing. Again!
After all is a very personal thing. I was prescribed and no one deserves to judge me. Is legal and I deserve it because I was diagnosed with a deficit of attention. And found a prescription for it. Look check this out. Insurance pays. Yeah!
Going in to robot mode and dealing with things. Is just better. That way I wouldn’t feel so lonely or worried about my failure or the past or the future or anything. Let me check my TikTok.
But yes inside me I would love to sit with my feelings and go out, explore nature and activities that will bring some thoughts or solutions and a new feel of fresh air. Hope and motivation. To smile and feel more. Relax with the people I love.
Why should I worry about understanding my own neurochemistry and physical chemistry to balance out all that neuro juices through food. that are medz. Have conversations having sharing rituals. Dinners, lunch. There’s no time for that. Let me know at while I watch my show!
FoodMedz brings you all the positivity of the perfect medication in a natural form. Because food is the medication and the fuel. And the source of my physical and mental energy. And even more if I understand how it translates into. My ultimate potential self. But soul there’s only one and the fuel for that is well life. In if life taste bitter. Soul will taste it too.
Be careful on scaring your soul away. Might freak out and leave. And then you’ll get what you wanted a highly productive drone with no soul.
The joy, the food, the experience and the energy around it have a purpose. Cause you are not alone here. Remember if you feel lost you can always come back.
Back to nature. Back to your nature. To who you are. Not what they told you to be.
