Dissatisfaction as a service (DAAS) aka Sunday

I can't do this anymore

Jul 6, 2026

How the fuck am I supposed to rest? What is rest? "Just rest, lay in bed all day, do whatever", that is not a thing to do all day. I don't think I can lay in bed all day or watch a movie or meditate ALL. DAY.

You know what the problem is? The problem is rest is a paradox, "do nothing" as a command is a paradox. I don't understand how to do it right, by the time I think about the right thing to do, the day is over. I can't even do chores because I feel like that is stopping me from resting. What is one to do?

You don't understand. This is ruining my life. I don't understand how to rest and I'm frequently burnt out, everything hurts. But I just don't know what to do. How do I rest? What do I do that allows my body to go "there's nothing to do, just swift along from one thing to another without a hurry to finish anything". The only times I truly feel rested is when I get my period. Because my body is so tired from the cramps that it will sleep almost all day. And after a couple of days I wake up and I know my internal reset button has been pushed.

*Points gun to your forehead* How the fuck do I do that every week? I know you know how to do this. I see bitches turn up to the office having rested and ready to take on the day. They feel good and ok and I turn up week after week tireder and pisseder, I don't get better until the period restarts.
And I know what the problem is ok? I know. The problem is that I can't sit with the dissatisfaction of not being tired enough to rest and not feeling energetic enough to do something with my weekends. I know the ennui is from the dissatisfaction with how not intense this feeling is, because of which I'm not compelled to do anything. But do I just truly do nothing and sit with this dissatisfaction? Or do I do something with it, drive it to tiredness with a task/ drugs and sleep or, drink coffee to get energetic enough to do something?

WHAT DO YOU MEAN ITS MY CHOICE? YOU'RE LYING, there's a right answer to this, I know there is. I know I'm doing something wrong.

Oh ? What was that? This has nothing to do with my dissatisfaction and everything to do with my anxiety of doing the right thing all the time? And I should just live with being wrong every weekend and one day there will be a revelation that the answer is 42? Bruh, fuck you.

What do you do on your rest days ? I genuinely want to know your weekend routine, write to me - [email protected]

P.S : Sorry for the cursing. Please help me.