Tag: life
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Where’s My Off Switch?
It’s not having lots to do that’s exhausting me, it’s the constantly thinking about the things I have to do that really interferes with my life. I’m not great at just being in the moment and leaving stuff at work, and I really want to be. I’m either worrying about it or doing it, and…
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No Prison Can Hold Me…
My first day of house arrest is going well, I totally didn’t go shopping for food, and definitely didn’t spend any time cleaning. I mean putting on loads of washing and making the bed isn’t really cleaning is it? And it’s only real shopping if you use a trolley and not a basket. So as…
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I Know how it Looks…
A quick note about my use of tarot cards, because I know it seems to go against my personal lack of belief in anything system. I tend to draw a card each day as I have my first coffee, particularly if I have a question I’m pondering. Obviously I don’t expect the card to magically…
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I Get Knocked Down, But…
[record scratch, followed by silence]. Sorry Chumbawamba I’m not felling particularly resilient at the moment so I’m staying down. I don’t know if it’s exhaustion, illness, depression, or good old fashioned per Christmas angst with a dollop of grief, but I’m not up to pushing through it whatever it is. Maybe it’s all of them?…
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I Hate the Spoon Theory…
The spoon theory if you don’t know is popular when explaining how chronic illness etc limits what you can do, usually to people who say things like “you don’t look sick”. Spoon theory explains what it’s like to live with a fatiguing chronic illness. You start the day with a set amount of ability to…
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Just the First Half…
A common movie trope is the selfish single person finds fulfillment through love, or adversity. For example in the film “About a Boy”, Hugh Grants shallow playboy starts caring about people and makes his life complicated. I’m going to say the characters life in the first half of the film seems much more attractive to…
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It Sneaks Up…
I’ve been feeling increasingly out of sorts all day. The objectionable sharp tongued me that I don’t like and rarely surfaces these days has been let out today, and I didn’t know why. I’m tired and stressed and that’s pretty much homeostasis for me at the moment. And then it hit me… my social media…
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Running on Fumes…
So three months (give or take), is how long it’s taken for the manic denial stage of grief to pretty much burn itself out. Also I’ve run of Valium which isn’t going to help. Luckily I have a doctors appointment next week and he trusts me not to pop them like candy. Anyway that wasn’t…
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Now with Realistic Battle Damage™️
To quote Frank Turner “It’s been a difficult winter, it’s been a rough few months”, that’s probably an understatement, and it might have been a bit longer than a few months. To be honest at the moment I’m just trying to make it to the end of year without a major breakdown. I’m pretty confident…
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