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Day 2

I slept in this morning, which made it feel like a terrible start to the day. It frustrated me. It felt like my body had rebelled and let me down, falling victim to the just 5 more minutes sleep in, which ended up being over an hour. No time to ease into my morning and slowly wake up.  Instead I was on the go, a mad rush to get ready. On the upside, I didn't have a chance to dwell on anything. 

It was nice to be missed by the regular people that I see every week after being on a different run last week and half. A few of the places I visited felt like I was on the set of cheers, everyone singing out my name when I entered the offices.

A great source of anxiety today was this diary that I decided to write. Even though it was my own decision, it still made me anxious just to think that I had committed myself to actually thinking about how I'm feeling and exploring my thoughts and feelings.

The only thing to really write about today, was that I felt a bit fragile and teary. I don't know if I could put this down to my depression and anxiety, or whether it was because I was tired from being insanely busy, or whether it's just an upset in my hormone balance. I can't really pinpoint why I'm feeling so fragile. I had a good day at work. It felt good to be driving the same routes again, being a more comfortable and back in my routine again. No one was nasty to me. It does feel however, that it wouldn't take much to upset me right now.

The night is still young right now, my brain hasn't really had a chance to start thinking about everything that I usually ponder. I guess its just a guessing game as to what will swirl around in my mind, and which characters will dance through my thoughts like marionettes on strings. Its only usually in the dark hours, closer to the witching hour, a couple of vodkas in, where I really start thinking more deep and meaningful thoughts. 



Would love to hear from you cats and kittens in the comments about how you're dealing with your own struggles. You're not alone, even if you're feeling that way.
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