Feeling like I’m slipping. I’ve not yet tanked, but I can see it coming. I’m running scared because I’ve got a long list of to-do’s and though I know rationally I can handle these things, they seem overwhelming. Overwhelming to the point I want to hide. I don’t want to wake up. This photo below is of my dad, he was only three years older than I am now, and this was a couple of weeks before he died.

We both look so tired. His birthday was Dec 3, and I have recently found out a lot of conflicting things about him. What am I supposed to do, call him up and ask why he did some crappy things he did?


I’m tired.

I Have Remembered

I’m ill. Like really bad off kind of ill. Physically sick with odd and new symptoms, and I feel so down and sad in a dark pit. Not sure which came first.


All I know for certain is I’m in that snowball-effect, and you know what they say about a snowball’s chance in hell.


Smacking Is Not Helping

I have been smacking this button all day, but nope.


I still feel like my battery is 100% out in the next few seconds. If I could sleep, that wouldn’t be a big deal, but you know…


Hit a truck today (nudged it, no damage), lost my wedding ring, still so much to do for Thanksgiving/Mom’s birthday, severe back and neck pain.

Just yuck. I want to cry and give in.

Sometimes, I believe that’s perfectly acceptable and healthy. For me, I’ve also found there are times when I can’t give in and sob, maybe because it would take too long to recover?? I will have to think about how to better describe that.

Love & Peace to you all. Xo