Perspective
May. 26th, 2004 07:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ladyspriteNo crisis is so severe that it cannot be helped by spending an afternoon binge-shopping at the garden center, followed by baking cream biscuits to with dinner, then soaking for upwards of an hour in a scalding-hot bath filled with girly luxury products, rereading a favorite book.
The crisis is still there afterwards, but somehow it doesn't loom quite as imposingly. It has been downgraded to merely constant low-grade nausea and fear, instead of perpetual brink-of-hysteria. I need to remember this remedy, because something tells me I'll be needing it plenty over the next month or so.
(No, I can't talk about what's wrong, for legal reasons. Yes, it's bad. Yes, I'll probably live. No, it doesn't feel like that right now, though.)
The crisis is still there afterwards, but somehow it doesn't loom quite as imposingly. It has been downgraded to merely constant low-grade nausea and fear, instead of perpetual brink-of-hysteria. I need to remember this remedy, because something tells me I'll be needing it plenty over the next month or so.
(No, I can't talk about what's wrong, for legal reasons. Yes, it's bad. Yes, I'll probably live. No, it doesn't feel like that right now, though.)
