Hello faithful readers, I’m heading into weird-Rosie territory again, rather than bibliophile-Rosie territory, so if you’re here for the book reviews, you can stop reading now. If the random stuff that goes on in my head interests you, get comfy.
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Tag Archives: anxiety
Middle of the night
I get poetic when I can’t sleep, apparently, so here’s an acrostic poem about anxiety.Continue reading “Middle of the night”
And the interesting week continues
Hey, I’m back with an update.
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Going to the doctor was a waste of time
Went to the docs about my relapse, waited half an hour, got told what I was feeling was ‘normal’.
That was really worth a week’s worth of lost sleep, anxiety and exhaustion.
Not.
I think I’ll just keep quiet from now on
This weekend was great, until I came home.
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Another post about my illness. You can stop reading now.
I’m considering spending the day in bed, hoping the anxiety that’s currently choking me goes away and I stop wanting to cry. There’s no reason for either, it’s just how I feel today. I have things to do; I should be working on my short story, or reading one of the three books I need to review, or writing ky next ’30 days…’ post, or going to college to finish the assessment I started yesterday, or apply for that lab job in Leeds I’ve seen advertised, or eat something sensible, or take my dogs for a long run, or…you get the picture.
It’s really frustrating that I have things I need to get done. But I just don’t want to leave my room. My room is safe, everything else is scary. There are people outside; I’ll have to speak to them or otherwise interact.
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Everything Is Better With Dragons 