I wake up in the morning and it’s there, and it’s there as I take myself to bed at night.. plus all points in between. Even when there’s an opportunity to put the whole business behind me, just for an evening, it decides to make its presence known and to scupper those plans.
Rather amusingly somebody once said, in a concerned tone, that they hoped I wasn’t ignoring it. Would that I could.
There is no ignoring it, there’s no rest, there’s no respite.
Yes, I’m on a complete downer today and quite frankly feeling very sorry for myself.. and angry. The cures no better and as someone once remarked; The only time killing yourself in millimetres is the best option, considering the alternative…
I will bounce back, but for now allow me to wallow in a little self pity and feelings of belligerence about all the things it has made me give up.
…of course “wallowing” involves loud angry music and hitting the troozDojo to try and at least put some effort into the one thing I have some semblance of control over.