Showing posts with label blah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blah. Show all posts

Sunday, December 18, 2011

holiday blahs?

There's no doubt about it. I've got the blahs.

I don't want to do anything holiday related. I've avoided going out and doing things with friends. Getting up, especially on Mondays, to go to work takes effort. 

What I don't know is whether it's because of the season, or if it's because I'm tired. It feels more like it's due to the accumulation of the past several years than specifically the holidays. Oh, being in the holiday season isn't helping, but I think I'd feel this way anyway.

humbug! 

Thursday, December 1, 2011

self-sabotage

That's what I've been doing lately. Self-sabotage. Back-tracking, waiting for the other shoe to drop, worrying more about what could happen or seems to be happening, instead of focusing on the here-and-now.

I don't know if it's the time of year, time of month, phase of life, lifelong habits, mind-set, past trauma, or what. But I've been holding myself back, again. Caught in a pattern of not pushing myself to move forward, and by doing that, getting myself caught in the past.

I will give myself credit, I did realize it. This time. I'm not sure how long it took to figure it out, though. It's not like I was back to wallowing. Outwardly, I may even have given the appearance of moving forward. And to give myself credit, I have dealt with things in the past several months that were, in many ways, steps forward. I took care of some important issues, I bought a car, I've replaced several old appliances. I am making progress. I do know this.

But up in my head, there's that whole thinking too much thing going on. And it's very easy for me to get circular in my thinking, when I argue with myself. It's also much easier to believe what I want to believe, just because I want to believe it, without a lot of evidence to back it up.

(That doesn't mean I'm necessarily wrong. But it can mean I'm not always right. :p)

Anyway, I'm letting stuff take up too much space in my head, that shouldn't be there. That's how I self-sabotage these days. Allowing myself to spend way too much time thinking about things I have no control over and cannot change. It's not good. It takes from the time I should be spending doing other things, thinking about my goals and plan, working on myself, gearing up my job search, focusing on what will be because I will be doing it, not on what may happen because someone else might be doing something.

It's a new month, and almost a new year. No more waiting for a shoe (bitch boots or not) to drop. I'm finding other things to think about.

Sunday, August 28, 2011

rather unsettling weekend

No question about it, I had a meltdown Saturday night and it was the first one I've had in quite some time. Up until about 3 hours before I ended up curled up in my bed crying, I had been in a great mood. Then, I wasn't and I'm not exactly sure why. I could just feel my mood go downhill.
And then...the tipping point. One last small issue, on top of all the other small issues, and that was it. It was meltdown time.
Now it's Sunday night, and tomorrow morning I have to head to a job I've learned to not particularly like, but I'm in a better mood now.
See, unsettling.
Maybe it's a case of finally seeing that all I've done this weekend outweighed the crap I couldn't do. I don't even care why right now. I'm just glad I'm in a better mood.

Friday, July 29, 2011

this whole week sucked...

I am finally feeling better today, but man was this week tough.

I'm coming up on the 2 year mark of when ex walked out on the kids and me, and it's triggering me a lot more than I expected it would. It's not even about him. Not really. It's not about missing ex, or caring about him, or wanting him in my life. I truly cannot picture that man as part of my life anymore.

No, this is about the feelings of being abandoned, of my children being walked out on by their own father, who couldn't see beyond his own selfishness to say goodbye and offer explanations or apologies before he went to work one day, and never came home again. It's about the WTF feelings - I mean really, who in the hell actually packs up their shit in secret, goes off the work after kissing his wife goodbye and telling her he loves her, all while planning to never come home again? It's just all so stereotypical and cliche that it can't help but make you go...WTF?, right?

Anyway, I finally released some of what I was feeling in words last night, and it made a big difference. Today was a better day.

Monday, November 1, 2010

no reserves left

My life isn't really all that strenuous, but it is and has been
incredibly stressful. It's taken a bigger toll on me than I thought. I had the misfortune of being sick yesterday, something that should have been a minor inconvenience, really. Yet it wiped me out. I'm still exhausted today, despite resting most of yesterday, sleeping 8 hours last night, and napping again today. Seriously, I'm ready for another nap.

It's scary to think what would happen if I got really sick. :(


Sunday, October 17, 2010

getting past the "don't wannas"

I have a serious case of them today, as in I don't wanna do my homework, I don't wanna clean the house, I don't wanna eat what I put in the crockpot this morning for tonight's dinner now.

I haven't been a complete slacker. I have made myself do some housework and I have started on my homework. But I don't wanna do any more. I will, because I have to, but I don't wanna.

I wanna win the lottery and run away.