Stress Ball
Go to bed early, wake up several times throughout the night and have difficulty falling back to sleep. Wake up early, overtired, having had very strange dreams about being pregnant, and my dead dad. Spend my free days working on projects around the house - cleaning the rat poop out of the garage, organizing closets, detailing the car, painting the entry. Write endlessly (or at least think endlessly about writing) and get crap off of my chest so that it goes away. I need to spend more time at the computer writing so that this stuff doesn't keep me up at night.
I'm a stress ball because my job should be starting full time soon. It's manifesting itself as described above. Why do I do these things? I'm stressed about something that I have no control over but I insist on making myself crazy about it before it even happens. Trying to be cautious? No. Probably trying to control the world which I have no control over.
Freak.
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2 comments:
I am so grateful to be reading your conversations with a nice lady. Somehow, knowing you does help me, though it helped before, but knowing you and your funny, hard, thinky thoughts helps me enormously and encourages me that the blogging thing is truly useful. Thanks for coming out of the closet, you. And I must borrow your nice lady phrase, as I am beyond tired of calling it therapy! You are a Love, and now your are on my shorcut list, too! xo- Paula
Thanks Paula, it's great to know we've got friends out there. Even if we keep in touch with them predominantly through our blogs. From my reading, it seems that this is quite a community. What else are you reading?
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