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Current cycle: pack, panic, cry, dance, hug cat or person, repeat. Have to fit snacks into that schedule.
I’m packing up my belongings to prepare for moving to my new home. Packing up involves a lot more crying than I remember.
I’m starting to feel scared to read topics here because it feels like toxicity and hostility lurk around every corner. I miss my safe space here.
The world feels like such a hostile place some days, I'm scared and worried about where we, as a society, are going.
My phone number has been spoofed. Now I’m getting several unexpected phone calls a day, from people I don’t know, who think I called them. It’s a nightmare on several levels xD
My brain does not want to slow down tonight. Every time I make an attempt to go to sleep, it decides I need to hear music. Very hyper music. Brain is feeling wild!
I’m feeling good about myself today! I had a few days of uneasily staring at myself in the mirror after being attacked in the street, but today I can look in the mirror and feel good about the way I look and the person I am. I am grateful for that, but I hope I’ll never forget how incredibly hard I’ve worked to get to this point and how far I’ve come.
Technology seems to be conspiring against me today and it’s taking all my willpower to not have a screaming meltdown and throw things around.
I just stopped traffic to prevent a wounded duck that was trying to cross the road from getting run over.
A guy on a motorcycle skidded and fell when he swerved to avoid the duck. I helped him up, asked him if he was fine to continue and let him limp off with his bike, while I focused on the duck. Some doctor I am
The duck has been taken to a bird hospital, I hope she will be alright
I feel overwhelmed.
My house is full of chores waiting to be done.
I am making lists of manageable tasks and I try to pace myself, but everywhere I look, there’s a Thing. The number of Things is dwindling, but they are plentiful.
The fact that a lot of stuff is just standing around here, waiting to be picked up by my ex (who is in rehab for three more weeks) is not helping.
Happy Birthday...!
I've picked up writing again. I find it to be incredibly therapeutic at the moment.
Back home from holiday! Hoping my mental health status will return to “stable and healthy” now.
Getting the burst pipe fixed is creating anxiety issues for me. So glad when over.
On a family holiday. Love the family, but can’t wait to be back home in my comfort zone…
How's the leg going today? Found any getting-around-it exercise?
Feeling pretty down, my inflamed Achilles heels limit so many of my activities -
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