Category Archives: worry

Loser

I am feeling like one. A big fat loser!

I do not want to adult today.

I do not want to interact with IRL friends, but rather internet friends. I feel they care more about me and support me than the IRL friends, to be perfectly blunt.

Funny, huh?

ps: Isnt the artwork above beautiful?? Its by Glenda Stevens.

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The Christmas Edition

Well, it has been a long time between drinks.

I think the blog only comes to pass when I have too much crap in my head and nowhere else for it to go. I have been feeling okay lately I guess (I think what I have been feeling is called ‘okay’ – small bouts of good even!)

But the lead-up to Christmas has brought me right back down – expressly, the people I don’t have. Since seeing tat bloody psychiatrist, my awareness of people I don’t have has only grown. Ugh, Im not even ready to blog about this today.

New topic!

I’ve finally found about my first ever hobby – sewing! It’s quite amusing to me as Mum liked to sew and knit and every other arty/crafty thing and I would never have a bar of it. I’ve started making sensory fidget toys in the form of fiddle bags – Spot This! Sensory Fiddle Bags. I’m selling at markets, which I don’t love and is a real struggle some days to actually interact with people and sell stuff, as well as online. I’m getting quite good feedback from customers on them, which has helped to build my confidence in the, But still, fuck its hard to accept a compliment.

I need some new products too now, so Im planning on perfecting a couple of new things over the holidays, ready for the first markets of 2017.

Um what else? Circling back to people I don’t have, the bff is missing in action as he’s too damn obsessed with the new boyfriend and it has finally shattered with another so-called ‘friend’. Im done with her passive-aggressive game playing and juvenile behaviour *wipes hands*. My small circle has lost 2 and seems extra small.

That’s all for now. I’m sick of talking about the feels and stuff.

Sad

I’m just feeling sad today. This is not a usual emotion for me – it’s usually worry or anxiety.

But perhaps I am mistaking anxiety for sadness. Anyway, I shall ride it out and endure as per usual.

I hate when moods fluctuate for no good reason. The sun is out, I don’t have to work until later today, so why the flatness?

I think I may have a touch of hopelessness, too. Thinking about work and money etc. The usual culprits!

I don’t feel like delving any deeper. Just thought I’d kill 5 minutes whilst waiting for the new Walking Dead to start!

Anxiety

It’s one of those days. I have all the anxiety. And for no good reason.

I guess there are really two types of anxiety – those with good reason and those without. I very rarely have a reason to be anxious, but I guess my mind decides to wind itself up in knots and worry anyway.

I believe I always have anxiety, it is just at various strengths and debilitations.

I’m starting to get over it very, very quickly of late – so so so sick of worrying and having that heavy ball of stress in the pit of my stomach. I am going to investigate anti anxiety medications. I’ve been thinking about going back to my doctor and explaining all this, which I guess will be followed by another referral to a psych. I just want some relief, some downtime, time to not worry and think and overthink and rethink and then start all over again. I just want a quiet mind, a calm mind.

I saw a psych a couple of years ago for my “career crisis”, but I don’t think she really helped me. It was only 6 or 8 sessions, so Im hesitant to say it’s all bollocks. I’d probably need to try another psych to form any sort of opinion. Ad follow through with therapy. And then again, its all money! Hello financial anxiety!

I’ve been to the gym this morning. That used to work to calm me. It still does sometimes, but not as often as I’d like. I’m thinking about shopping the anxiety away but that means I will spend money I don’t have and have to lock the cat inside, which I feel guilty about as he loves being outside and I have to lock him in so often when I’m out for work! Ugh, see how I can anxiety-up anything? Haha You name it, I can figure out a way to stress about it!

The root of it all? I guess still the career crisis. I’m not happy doing what I’m doing. I dread it. All the time. I still have no idea what to do. Just coasting. Hoping something will fall in my lap or I will have a lightbulb moment. It’s been 2-ish years now, so it’s clearly not going to happen that way, eh?

I have tried proactivity. Didn’t pan out. I dunno. I’ll just continue on a bit longer, I guess. I can hear you all sighing and berating me in your heads…”go out there and do something about it, find a job doing what you like”. Problem is, I have no idea what I like. No passion. No joy. No enthusiasm.

Ugh. Im sick of typing and thinking about it. The end.