I am totally ****ing wired. Like buzzed to the max. I finally fell asleep around four. Then a phone call woke me up at 9:15. I figured I’d go back to sleep until ten but NOPE. I was UP. I feel hypomanic but not a pleasant hypomanic. I feel irritable as all hell. My son was climbing on me and I couldn’t stand it. I tried to explain that I’m hypersensitive to touch today but he can’t understand that, he’s only seven. I feel like I need to gtfo of here but I have nowhere to go. The only thing I can do is clean. Maybe that will ease my angst. I seem to be calming down a little bit my drinking (decaf) coffee and listening to music.
If my cartridges for my vape don’t come today I might break down and buy a pack of cigarettes. I can’t take this revved up angsty feeling. I need something. At least that’s what my head tells me.
Trying to get the BF to come over for dinner tonight but not sure he will. At least my SIL is coming.
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Of course it is happening inside your head. But why on earth should that mean that it is not real?
-Albus Dumbledore
That’s life. If nothing else, that is life. It’s real. Sometimes it
f—-ing hurts. But it’s sort of all we have.
-Garden State
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