Lighting a fire under my ass

So, I've been stagnating something fierce lately. Through my own (well-intended, but poorly thought-out) choices I've gotten myself into a situation. I've been here before - oh, have I ever - so I know the only way to get unstuck is to trust myself and haul myself out. The horrible/beautiful truth about this life is that no one - and I mean no one, no matter how much they love you - is going to do it for you. It's horrible because often I'm the most unmotivated person I know, and this is some heavy-duty suffering I've self-inflicted. It's beautiful because infinite possibilities only exist if I do the work; otherwise I'm constantly hampered by other people's agendas.