February 2012
51 posts
Sometimes I get mad, or irritated, and tired and I’ve been sleeping all day. But sometimes I get happy and euphoric and I have nothing to smile for. But sometimes I am just sad and I cry and my life ain’t all that bad. And he doesn’t understand it, but neither do I.
My life in the last 6 months:
I got a promotion, I started doing 2 jobs, I finally got to kiss the Office boy and bring him home to mum and dad, work consumed the Christmas lead up, I spent a few wonderful days with my family, i went to Thailand for NYE and it was the most wonderful time, I came home for two and a half weeks to a pile of work in the new role, I flew to Bali and back in a weekend...
Constantly feeling anxious and constantly in fear of having a panic attack is really testing my limits. I’ve barely slept in nearly a month, and haven’t felt relaxed for weeks. It’s like the feeling of falling in a dream and jolting yourself awake, pumping the adrenaline through you, it’s the nervous tremble in your hands, and the breathlessness of being scared to death -...
I’m so tired, all the time. I could sleep all day and wake up tired, and I’m sick of it. I’m whingy and sad and I know it’s unfair to you, and I’m sorry. I want to pull myself out of this funk and give you the best of me but all I can do is crawl and retreat into the safety of your arms. The anxiety is exhausting, it’s always there and I’m just waiting for...
January 2012
21 posts
