I thought my weekend went well…
I guess I was wrong.
today was the first day in about 7 years that the following thought crossed my mind.
“I’m tired of it all.”
(No…no need to panic)
I thought my weekend went well…
I guess I was wrong.
today was the first day in about 7 years that the following thought crossed my mind.
“I’m tired of it all.”
(No…no need to panic)
((hug))
*snugs*
Hang in there.. *hugs* I miss you.
Oh Stop… You had a Great Weekend… or at least Friday was great…. right?? huh?? what did you say??? yeah.. thats what I thought… ;o)
“i’m feelin’ blue now… feel i bit off more than i can chew….”
I’m completely on a level with you bro… r u manic 2?? I will be fine for days, weeks, and the tiniest thing can set me off…. perhaps i don’t like the song on the radio… five minutes later i just want to curl into a ball and die… “Tired of it all,” “sick of it all,” “overwhelmed”… these words and phrases sneak into my vocabulary like roaches into a Van Nuys apartment…
For me, at least, it passes… fades away like it came… I’ve gotten better over the years at keeping a manic moment from spiralling into fullblown depression lasting for weeks, months at a time… magick has helped a great deal with that.
Feel better! 🙂 If you need to talk, I’m here! (we can be mopy-buddies!)