I strongly believe that everyone needs downtime every now and then. In fact, my counselor advises to take “me time” after a really long day, stressful experience, or during any of those outbursts of anxiety. It helps to ease the mind and distract me. My issue now is that I’m flirting with that fine line… Continue reading Permanent-Mindlessness-Distraction?
This time last year I was curled on the couch, four days since my last shower, pills in hands reach, with nothing more than suicidal ideations that were strong enough to zone out the tv volume of four, Family Guy. I wouldn’t get the “correct” medication until May tenth. Leaving approximately 126 days of sorrow… Continue reading 2017 Reflections
(Venting incoming) Shiiiiiiiit. 40 work hours in three days. I swear my boss loves torture methods. I’m facilitating a workshop so I should clarify that it is rewarding knowing I’m helping others suceed. But, Shiiiiit. Lol. My brain is mentally torn apart. My feet hurt a little. I miss my cat. No lunch makes me… Continue reading 40 Hours.
ZzZZzzZ.. Does anyone else ever get the point in the work day where you think “holy crap – I am tired”? Following shortly after, your posture sinking down, hands holding your head up, and your eyes closing shut (you know the kind of closing where it is so rewarding yet feels so “naughty” because you… Continue reading . . . Workday Sept 6 . . .
Working ten hours a day equates extreme exhaustion – especially when you just go off six months of medical leave. I pushed myself too hard and now I spiral down. Ugh. My boss has expectations and I need my job to pay my mortgage and bills…. but F*CK! I am trying to be optimistic so… Continue reading Long Days