Trying.
I’m trying to convince myself to go to work. I’m trying to convince myself to drink some water and eat a banana. All I’m managing, however, is sitting. I’ve showered on auto pilot, dressed. I fell asleep so early every night this weekend I didn’t get the laundry done and screwed myself. D and Colton’s I did first so they are okay for the week. I wonder if anyone would notice if I jut wore the same clothes four days in a row and then went back to bed. I’m already thinking of taking Friday off. Hell I’m still thinking of taking today off.
Will go see if I can get Colt to the bus. Movement should help the pain, distraction should help the mind.
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Sorry to hear that you are feeling so miserable. Being able to shower and dress is something even if it doesn’t feel like much. Hope you feel better, perhaps even by the time you see this comment.
Oh wow, I feel your struggle in these words, been there, I understand. Just keep trying and don’t let the guilt take over. Remember you are loved, even when you aren’t perfect.