Post by Honeylioness on Dec 5, 2008 14:40:48 GMT -5
That phrase is exactly how I have been feeling this last couple of weeks - ever since Thanksgiving actually. It is either that phrase or one my grandmother used to like - "Just being a wart on the ass of human progress".
What I hate the most about these episodes is not really being able to pinpoint exactly WHY I feel this way. What caused it? What can I do to stop it? Will it ever end?
So here I am, stuck. My intellectual side knows what I should be doing at any given point in time. I just feel so emotionally and physically overwhelmed and exhausted to the point of even going upstairs for bed seems like too much effort.
Theda thinks I need more vitamins K and B. Maybe I need iron supplements. Maybe I just need to feel that my life is off "hold" and I have something to plan and look forward to.
And maybe it is just seasonal depression. A normal low point in my psychic make-up. Of maybe it is that I plan too much and feel as though if I cannot do it ALL - then I might as well do NOTHING. Which ties into the "If I cannot be perfect at it - I just won't try at all".
And here I thought I had learned to go beyond this perfectionist idiocy of my youth.
Whatever the cause, I am on edge and ready to put my foot up the ass of whomever dares to irritate me today. Probably not the best day to deal with my neighbors.
What I hate the most about these episodes is not really being able to pinpoint exactly WHY I feel this way. What caused it? What can I do to stop it? Will it ever end?
So here I am, stuck. My intellectual side knows what I should be doing at any given point in time. I just feel so emotionally and physically overwhelmed and exhausted to the point of even going upstairs for bed seems like too much effort.
Theda thinks I need more vitamins K and B. Maybe I need iron supplements. Maybe I just need to feel that my life is off "hold" and I have something to plan and look forward to.
And maybe it is just seasonal depression. A normal low point in my psychic make-up. Of maybe it is that I plan too much and feel as though if I cannot do it ALL - then I might as well do NOTHING. Which ties into the "If I cannot be perfect at it - I just won't try at all".
And here I thought I had learned to go beyond this perfectionist idiocy of my youth.
Whatever the cause, I am on edge and ready to put my foot up the ass of whomever dares to irritate me today. Probably not the best day to deal with my neighbors.