For me, there’s one 7-lettered word that I only associate with what’s dull, gloomy and try not to use: fatigue. Fatigue is one of the worst side-effects to occur from my prescribed anti-epileptic drugs. It really amazes me how my medication alone can just cut me short mentally and make me feel so tired. Overcoming this beast is one of the hardest challenges I face every day.
You could say that one big problem with my fatigue is that I believe in taking action to achieve success. I’m also very confident that successful people would agree with that. The truth is I’ve got a 30-hour-per-week job as a temporary processor – slightly shorter hours than full-time – but still long enough to get me up every weekday at 7 am.
But that’s just my temporary job. My real job works around the sides, and it’s called part-time writing. Eventually, full-time freelance work will occur, and I look forward to it. Right now though, working my own writer’s blog is just what full-time workers might call spare time sitting on the sofa. Every writer needs an online platform, and if I want to be a writer, then I’ve got to do it. But it can be exhausting.
I should mention that I do have a social life, and I do get out. But chatting with my friends for too long isn’t always easy. I love music, a key part of my studies at university. However, heading to festivals isn’t as likely if I’ve spent less time listening to new sounds and more time setting up WordPress.org with a new web host.
What Makes Me Tired?
Like with any person, what gives me my energy is a good night’s sleep. I’ve made little changes to my sleep patterns since I was kid: getting eight hours will make me feel refreshed and no more prone to a seizure.
However, the bed-time situations that occur aren’t always ideal: I’m not too organised by nature, and it’s not so easy for me to immediately sleep from 11 pm to 7 am. When interference occurs, I can run over time with work and other activities, and it’s hard to avoid.
I just can’t sleep sometimes either. I try hard not to think about things happening in my life, and practising mindfulness and meditation can help with this. But some nights my intuition just loves to yap on for as long as he can, full stop.
I’m a guy who likes to eat, but I’m not massively overweight: just a bit. I try to exercise at least three times a week, and tend to keep within a physical zone that a lot of guys seem quite satisfied with.
I know I could be fitter though. My fatigue makes it more difficult for me to exercise, and I find myself breathless quicker than might be expected.
If I really maintained a healthy weight with my height and kept exercising, then I’d have more pride and a better lifestyle. I’d spot the benefits: it wouldn’t be so hard to get up in the morning; I wouldn’t occasionally start to drift off when working in the office; I wouldn’t have to head home from a party earlier than my fun-loving friends.
Right now, I’m not sure if I can find my ideal body weight when I’ve still got two jobs to manage. But when I finally get myself in full-time writing mode, I’m going to get myself a personal trainer and dedicate more of my time and energy into it.
Back in 2015, I got myself up and down Ben Nevis, raising about £700 for Epilepsy Action. And now? Well, I want to do more than that – I like getting out, walking and sightseeing, so getting up other mountains sounds pretty appealing. It’s got to be higher than Ben Nevis next time!
Arranging this next mountain walk won’t be too easy, but it’d be another reason for me to get in great shape, looking to raise more money for Epilepsy Action. It’s also another reason for every person with no fatigue to look on the brighter side of life, and live it with a greater sense of appreciation.
I know energy helps everybody: please, use it wisely…