I recently had a conversation with my mother that went something like this:
Me: Blah blah blah, I have Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and can’t work but I spend every second of the day obsessing about how I need to get better and get back to work.
Her: Well just throw all that unhelpful thinking out. What would you spend your time doing if you weren’t busy worrying about how you should be at work?
Me: I’d just be making a f**k tonne of art.
Her: Well why don’t you try doing that?
So. This is me, trying to do that.