Pardon the double post but frankly, anything beats lying in bed like I was for the first 4 days. Forced myself up then in a bid to etch a new routine into my mind - the thinking being that if I can mold my behaviour now and fight through the psychological part then my efforts should hopefully act like a cast that will set my demeanor into a more productive manner of conduct.
Getting out of bed is paramount. I dont care if I cycle that day or not, if groceries need to be got I can do that but once I'm out of that bed and staying on top of hygiene and ensuring I eat at least 2-3 big meals I consider that a firm foundation for when my motivation returns for further, more socially/employment/educationally based endeavors, as without those initial efforts the rest can't follow. I never, ever want to end up in that bed for days, sometimes up to a week or more again in a world of hurt like some you wouldnt believe.
I'll save my ramblings for my recovery thread which I'll likely start tomorrow as I need something to keep me occupied. The boredom is real.