And the band keeps marching on…
I’m a one hit wonder these days. I apologize.
Gee, I wonder what her blog will be about today?
Could it be that she’s so anxious she’s climbing walls? Possibly.
Could it be devastating depression? Likely.
I am so bored with myself, it’s unreal.
I don’t have anywhere else to vent this though, guys. I don’t have friends who listen, or really a cadre of friends at all. Making friends in the middle of a pandemic is… impossible.
I am alone while not being alone more than you’d think, or at least it feels that way because people I love have their own things to fight.
I am tired. Physically, emotionally, spiritually. I’m just tired.
Tomorrow I see the crisis team and then I have to go meet with the peer support at the DBT place and sign a ton of paperwork.
I don’t even know what to talk to the crisis people about anymore. It’s just me being a broken record that they don’t hear. They think my problem is “primarily school.”
I mean, so yeah. I have a ton of perfectionist, anxiety and trauma issues surrounding school. It’s a problem.
It’s not the problem though.
I don’t even know how to communicate what the problem is.
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