Are you delusional ?

Losing interest in things you enjoy can be a sign of depression, or maybe you have lost your motivation. I think that’s happened to many people over the last few horrible years.

I used to read at least a book a week, and thought that I would read more if only I had more time. Then lockdown came, and I had all the time in the world, but couldn't seem to concentrate to read, and I haven't really got my mojo back, even after all this time.

Newquay I was disappointed with myself for not reading as much as I used to and then I saw an article by Dr Moseley giving advice on small things we can do to improve our health. One of them was to read 30 minutes every day. I started off with 15 mins a day and I find myself reading more and more.

I also go for a 20/25 minute walk about 5 days a week.

Don’t beat yourself up, just try the above. Best of luck.

I read for an hour or longer in bed each night and love it. That is not new, something I have done all of my life.

I keep telling myself I need more exercise but recently it has been too hot- that has been my excuse.

I do walk daily and feel so much better for it, I’m going early while it’s still cool in this heat. I do read quite a bit too most days but although I love it I’ve not been swimming for ages.

I’ve volunteered to have DD1’s older dogs for 3 or 4 days a week. That way it ensures I get a bit of exercise without the responsibility of ownership (don’t know who owns who though).
It lovely to catch a glimpse of a deer, but I’m loving watching the barn owl out hunting.

I think we are all delusional about something in our lives.

I agree that a lack of interest in things we normally love could indicate depression. Or it could mean that we need to branch out and find new things we love!

Maybe you could try to volunteer somewhere or join a club to spark a new interest?

I can't exercise in this hot weather but hope I can force myself to again once autumn arrives.
But I am truly a compulsive reader. At least two books on the go always .
One for daytime and the other for reading in bed. Novels, biographies, travel books. I lose myself in books .

I was an avid family history researcher and during lockdown in 2020 I was going hell for leather. Found loads of amazing things. Then when winter came I lost my mojo and felt really aimless. Things perked up in 2021 when I found someone's biological father for them (through DNA). It was a wonderful, exciting experience and they were thrilled to bits. I should be on Long Lost Family. But once again when winter came calling I lost my mojo. And then had health problems. Since then I still haven't found my mojo. Maybe I'm getting old.

I hardly read these days. But I still buy books intending to read them. I think there are too many distractions. When we lost our power during Storm Arwen I actually felt really happy snuggled up with a torch and a book but then the power came back on and that was that. It’s funny how we delude ourselves. I used to be an occasional smoker. But when I went through a horrible divorce I smoked every day for a few years. But I still thought of myself as an occasional smoker. I knew I was deluding myself.

I used to have lots of penpals all over the world. I used to love writing to them but lockdown sucked all the joy out of my life, and I still can't get it back

I'm delusional. I think I'm going to get back to the size and shape I was in my 20s. It's never going to happen obviously.

I don’t read any more newquay and I used to get through many books a week it’s down to eyesight and concentration
No I m not depressed
I find it much harder to do things for more than half an hour at most and much too easy to loll on the iPad or whatever
I think it’s called getting older no where near as much motivation about anything really

I haven't exercised since I fell in May. I quite enjoy being at home reading and doing puzzles and I don't know if I will go back to my groups in September.

Kate1949. That rings a bell with me too! Is that why I’ve kept my size 10 Levi 501s?? It’s never going to happen.

Interesting read. I had thought that perhaps I was depressed as this year I have had absolutely no interest in the garden, nothing at all in the greenhouse, not even grown any tomatoes. Maybe next year. I still read avidly though.

Kate1949

I'm delusional. I think I'm going to get back to the size and shape I was in my 20s. It's never going to happen obviously.

Yes, 95% of the time I still think I have the face I had as a teenager.

The other 5% is when I look in the mirror?

I’m delusional if I think I’m ever going to get my photos sorted out, both physical and digital.

One good thing about the isolation business is that many of us took stock and off loaded some activities. I know I did and I haven’t regretted it at all. I left a couple of groups I was in and it is nice to relax and potter around in my own time instead. I still belong to several groups but these are ones I totally enjoy.

It’s so interesting isn’t it? I’m not at all depressed. I suppose covid changed life for many of us but that’s an excuse for me really. There’s absolutely no reason why I shouldn’t exercise more-I’ve done it all adult life-I just DON’T. Like reading, I have loads of books and sometimes I do get stuck into one but not often and I always finished books in the past but not now. It’s just strange the change-glad I’m not the only one!

I kid myself I can play the piano. That’s about as delusional as you can get! I am reading more recently, but several projects I have started with enthusiasm seem to be falling by the wayside. Note to self - “get a grip”!

Definite delusions about sorting photos here. I’ll do it in the winter say I, not so far. Oh dear.

I have a lovely black broderie anglaise dress from the 70s. Size 10, thin straps, lace up front. I am determined to get back into it. I won't if course and I wouldn't wear it anyway at my age but a girl can dream.
cornergran. My first job when I retired was to sort out a box of thousands of photos. Thirteen years on I still haven't done it.

Not delusional. I castigate myself for my inactivity.