#1. the good stuff. happy 21st birthday to my kick-ass brother-in-law, evan. the one under-age person i've ever WANTED to hang out with in a bar before is now legally allowed to do so! way cool!
#2. the bad stuff. i feel like i'm losing my mind lately. like, literally - i react in completely insane ways to things that i should just be able to cope with because they are part of daily life. i cry, at some point, nearly every day. i'm nervous about everything, stressed out over everything, constantly thinking the very worst about any situation first before (at least usually) being able to reign the coo coo bananas nonsense in and realize how good stuff actually is. and that's the thing. things ARE good. we've decided to stay in cleveland (there... at least THAT cat is out of it's particular bag), we've got some decent plots brewing - stuff i'm excited about and DO feel really positive about... so why this constant crazy dread and anxiety?!
years ago i received a text message from one of my best friends that read: "my doc put me on prozac. my first anti-depressant. i feel so grown up." wondering if maybe i need to "grow up" in that way, too? what i DO know is that something needs to change. i'm not right. and it's making me worry. and i worry enough already about everything else without having to also worry about my worrying.
You just need to spend more time with me. I'll set you right.
ReplyDeletei like that answer! <3
ReplyDeleteI'm cheap therapy.
ReplyDeleteyou need to scream more and pound your fists on something. primal therapy. FUCKING LET IT OUT PHOEBE! nothing wrong with being human!
ReplyDeleteyou need to call me, and I'll talk you down. promise.
ReplyDeleteanxiety and i are good, close friends. i have just had to deal with the fact that i *have* to take meds for it, or it does in fact rule my entire life. i hope you find something that works for you, lady :)
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