enfinblue's Bluey (credit to Fifi for the nickname!) Diaryland Diary
"I am seeking, I am striving, I am in it with all my heart." -Vinc3nt V@n Gogh ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'd like to be at the seaside. ACK. I loathe these cycles. I feel depressed and barely functioning and yet I consciously know that I should be happy and grateful for the life that I have and I feel even WORSE about myself and my life as a result of this knowledge. Bad habits and depression STINK. I need a solution. I'm so frustrated. I had a terrible, TERRIBLE day at work today. But I don't want to write about it. I tossed and turned all of last night--another symptom of my anxiety and one that of course did not benefit me in my work today--sweating and patently aware of every passing hour. THese are the worst nights. The girl at the video store commiserated with me. I had gone for months without renting much and lately I've been on a non-stop rental plan. Every three days three movies. Lately Middle Eastern flicks. Tonight, as noted astutely by the video store clerk, I'm having an "AWWW" night. I rented only films in English and with a decidedly romantic/easy-watching taint. I'm also cooking at the moment, in spite of the fact that it is late at night. C. dragged me out for a wee jog tonight and reminded me yet again that I NEED TO EAT and take my vitamins. Not doing so of course makes things worse. I just can't seem to remember this, or at least to remember to marshall all remaining energies when I feel this way to do the right things. Would that I could be almost anyone but me sometimes...Dinner calls. 10:33 p.m. - 2007-07-12 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- | ||||||
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