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Where Was I?
Apr. 25th, 2004 01:49 pmFor the past couple of weeks, I know I haven't been updating much. I suppose I was peripherally aware of the fact that my life was going to hell in a handbasket, but I didn't realize quite how thoroughly off things were until my wakeup call arrived a couple of days ago in the form of the first migraine I've had in years.
Then I sat back and actually thought about what exactly has been happening. I've been falling to pieces trying to put this wedding together, my grandmother has been pushing the issue of my relationship with my father, I've been working extra shifts in the middle of busy season, I'm watching the office I love commit slow, painful suicide, I've been worrying too much about my sweetie's situation, my cat has been undiagnosably ill, and I've been trying to bury all of these issues by working too hard on too many projects.
All of this has left me with the vestiges of a butt-kicking migraine, more tension in my neck and shoulders than I can quantify, a huge load of sleep-debt, amd a vague sense that the entire world is falling apart around me. And it's entirely understandable.
Sometimes just acknowledging the presence of issues makes it easier to deal with them. I've spent the past while feeling like I've been tense and cranky for no reason. Knowing that it's not just me being a bitch, and that I have an actual reason to be frustrated, feels so much better that the rest of the problems start to look solveable....
Then I sat back and actually thought about what exactly has been happening. I've been falling to pieces trying to put this wedding together, my grandmother has been pushing the issue of my relationship with my father, I've been working extra shifts in the middle of busy season, I'm watching the office I love commit slow, painful suicide, I've been worrying too much about my sweetie's situation, my cat has been undiagnosably ill, and I've been trying to bury all of these issues by working too hard on too many projects.
All of this has left me with the vestiges of a butt-kicking migraine, more tension in my neck and shoulders than I can quantify, a huge load of sleep-debt, amd a vague sense that the entire world is falling apart around me. And it's entirely understandable.
Sometimes just acknowledging the presence of issues makes it easier to deal with them. I've spent the past while feeling like I've been tense and cranky for no reason. Knowing that it's not just me being a bitch, and that I have an actual reason to be frustrated, feels so much better that the rest of the problems start to look solveable....
