It’s gotten so bad, that when the voice in my head is muted,
my body isn’t. I constantly feel like I am 30 seconds away from a panic attack. I’d like to say
I don’t understand what is happening, but I have a fair idea, it’s more that I
don’t want to deal with it and clearly, my brain and body aren’t accepting “no”
as an answer.
This is the first time I’ve been off work in 6 months, and
we all know what happened last time I was on holiday from work. I didn’t think
it would affect me this much, but clearly, I was wrong. I know I haven’t worked
through everything yet. Hell, I'm doubtful I have actually allowed myself to work
through any of it. But you need to keep moving right? My mom wouldn’t want me
dwelling on things, she’d want me out there kicking ass.
I need to stop this here, my eyes are leaking, and my nose
is joying in, it is far too early to ugly cry. As always, let me know your
thoughts in the comments below, and stay and play safe.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxo
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