dragonlady7

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Have gone through and found a number of tasks I can push back and bring with me and not do right now, because I am basically dysfunctional today. I am so anxious, so anxious, I’m having trouble breathing properly and can’t actually complete a train of thought. It’s a problem, because I have so much to do. But I’m so anxious.

I’ve managed to get a few things done– short-term things, but stuff I probably would have put off otherwise! Looming frantic anxiety makes me very decisive and efficient, when it’s something I can actually do.

But whenever I’m not paying attention, I’m mentally spiraling about literally nothing; I’m not upset about anything in particular. I’m just flipping my shit pretty much nonstop for no reason.

So, it’s getting old, but I’m getting through it. I mean, chamomile tea and maybe a bath or something, I’ll try that, and I’ll try packing up my shit like i have to do today, and I’ll try writing short stories about kittens? But I’m flipping my fucking shit.

I managed to take a nap while flipping my shit, and let me tell you, it was surreal.

I don’t even know, folks. It fucking sucks.