I feel really bad for my husband lately.
I've been feeling really clingy lately, and it's a struggle to make myself get up and head to work or lay down alone during the day. I don't know what's set it off; but I'm sure it's some weird anxiety-based thing. I literally plaster myself to his side when we're watching TV together. I'm like some strange octopus with my arms and legs wrapped around him in a vice-like grip. It definitely helps me, but I think it makes him feel a little claustrophobic after the first hour...
We had a lovely weekend filled with lots of video game playing and football watching. Everything's been nice and stable around our house lately. We have very few financial problems, both have steady jobs that we love, and we have managed to keep our 6 year-old alive and healthy so far. So, why is my brain freaking out? What exactly is it that is setting off my panic alarm? I learned long ago not to question why it's happening...I just need to figure out how to fix it ASAP.
My next few days will be filled with bottomless cups of tea, my stinky microwavable bear, and my Lanolin. (That is what my husband has dubbed my fuzzy throw blanket.)
If you need me, I'll be out from under this rock within a few days!
- Pita
I've been feeling really clingy lately, and it's a struggle to make myself get up and head to work or lay down alone during the day. I don't know what's set it off; but I'm sure it's some weird anxiety-based thing. I literally plaster myself to his side when we're watching TV together. I'm like some strange octopus with my arms and legs wrapped around him in a vice-like grip. It definitely helps me, but I think it makes him feel a little claustrophobic after the first hour...
We had a lovely weekend filled with lots of video game playing and football watching. Everything's been nice and stable around our house lately. We have very few financial problems, both have steady jobs that we love, and we have managed to keep our 6 year-old alive and healthy so far. So, why is my brain freaking out? What exactly is it that is setting off my panic alarm? I learned long ago not to question why it's happening...I just need to figure out how to fix it ASAP.
My next few days will be filled with bottomless cups of tea, my stinky microwavable bear, and my Lanolin. (That is what my husband has dubbed my fuzzy throw blanket.)
If you need me, I'll be out from under this rock within a few days!
- Pita
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