And we’re back to

rage.


Now I have no idea which I prefer.
Rage or the previous distress?

Either way,both leaves me in a constant state of misery.

Not too shabby

Pre-dawn wake up to start the day.

And lunch made my day.

A few more steps to okay.

Getting there.

very likely miserable

Probably it’s just PMS.

That’s what that’s messing with my brain.

Ridiculous coincidence

How is it yesterday of all days,
Lit Wen’s in town wanting to meet up today.

Was there a distress button I unknowingly pressed?

Can I just drop dead yet?

I’m tired of my existence.

1 more day perhaps?

Time’s up.

But one more day of trial wouldn’t hurt.
If tomorrow is better than today, then I’m not doing that bad after all.

Sleep

There are those once in a blue days,
where you wake up & wish your existence away.

Lately,this has been a daily occurrence.

Promise to self

If this goes on for 7 more days,
I will have to go find some help.

One day/night at a time

Small steps.
Deep breaths.

Yesterday was a good day,
Today was a good day,
Yesterday was easy,
Today it’s heavy BUT a lot easier than Monday, the days before, or even the week before.

Small victories.
Deep breaths.

Deep deep breaths.

Comfort

It’s funny what a shitty movie & a clueless company can do to ease the restlessness.

I may finally get a decent night’s sleep.

Week 5

A lot less frantic
A lot less heartbroken
A lot less angry
A lot less conflicted.

Just a lot more dead inside.