I'm going to start by apologizing for any grammatical errors or rambling that may happen here. I have new fake nails that have rendered my hands semi-functional, and my brain is just plain not cooperating which is making things a bit off today.
Hi.
Spring is coming. I found the tiniest of tiny green buds on a bush yesterday. I did a little dance of happiness for Mother Nature, and I tilted my head up towards the sunshine and absorbed a bit more. Then I went back inside and turned back into a screaming banshee/surly curmudgeon.
My mood and brain have been all over the place. I feel like I am being yanked on some yo-yo, and just when I think I'm going over the edge into the jitters, I fall back down into the land of "I'm not going to feel any damn thing at all for 3 whole days."
What. The. F, guys.
I'm going to lose my shit. Seriously. To go from super emotional to numb and back to super emotional is twisting my mind and driving me batty. I'm tired, I'm cranky, and I don't want to be around people OR be alone, so I am complaining about something 24/7 either to those that brave the toxic bubble I have going on around me or just to my dogs who have no idea what the F I am saying and therefore love me unconditionally.
ALSO.
FOOD. F*ING FOOD. I have enough crap that is causing me random anxiety these days, and I don't need to go back to the days where just thinking about picking up a bowl of oatmeal caused instant panic. YET, HERE WE ARE, SHARON.
I'm going to stop now.
I hope you all make it through hump day in one piece, with a smile on your face and tilted up towards that sunshine!
- B
Hi.
Spring is coming. I found the tiniest of tiny green buds on a bush yesterday. I did a little dance of happiness for Mother Nature, and I tilted my head up towards the sunshine and absorbed a bit more. Then I went back inside and turned back into a screaming banshee/surly curmudgeon.
My mood and brain have been all over the place. I feel like I am being yanked on some yo-yo, and just when I think I'm going over the edge into the jitters, I fall back down into the land of "I'm not going to feel any damn thing at all for 3 whole days."
What. The. F, guys.
I'm going to lose my shit. Seriously. To go from super emotional to numb and back to super emotional is twisting my mind and driving me batty. I'm tired, I'm cranky, and I don't want to be around people OR be alone, so I am complaining about something 24/7 either to those that brave the toxic bubble I have going on around me or just to my dogs who have no idea what the F I am saying and therefore love me unconditionally.
ALSO.
FOOD. F*ING FOOD. I have enough crap that is causing me random anxiety these days, and I don't need to go back to the days where just thinking about picking up a bowl of oatmeal caused instant panic. YET, HERE WE ARE, SHARON.
I'm going to stop now.
I hope you all make it through hump day in one piece, with a smile on your face and tilted up towards that sunshine!
- B
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