Thursday, 10 May 2018

Got Nothin'


All of my previous posts that have touched on (or excavated into) depression or anxiety have been written with positivity. I’ve kept it real while ensuring I wasn’t just sharing woes, but making a point. This time, not so much.

I have spent the past 6 weeks in a horrible state only fitting my mask for work & for social events. The mask usually covers all of the symptoms but this time it doesn’t quite fit, often slipping when I need it to stay on the most. I’ve been nauseous, with jittery hands & shortness of breath. My mind is scattered & forgetful. I’m angry, frustrated, sad, lost, disappointed & worried – all of the things I often feel & that so many people feel, except I’m not keeping a lid on it quite like I normally do.

Today was a rare & exciting date day for Jake & I. With no Charli to tend to we headed to the cinemas to be one of the last to see the new Avengers movie. I cried in the car on the way there, feeling super sick in the stomach, anxiety had its claws in my chest already & wasn’t letting go. I cried at breakfast when I couldn’t sit still & couldn’t hold a conversation with my mind so fractured & adrift. I set some shopping goals to have something to do before the movie started & spent that hour putting all of my energy into finding what we were after so I simply didn’t have to think about anything else. The movie distracted me for a while but with some good laughs & some sad scenes, the constantly bubbling pot of emotions threatened to boil right over, flipping off a lid that might not go back on again.

On & on go the days like this, at work, out to coffee catch-ups, at home on the couch. All of my usual go-tos feel like I’m trying to put a Band-Aid on a severed artery. There’s nothing for it. So today I say that sometimes, I’ve got nothin’. Despite trying as a hard as possible, doing all of the things I can think of, it is just sitting with me for now. So, I’ll go to bed & hope tomorrow is different or at least better. Forgive me while my mask is ill-fitted, it’ll snap back into shape soon, it always does.

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