Lately I am not coping with, well, life very well. I'm tired all the time. It's likely just a flare up of my anxiety disorder, and since I've been playing whack a mole with different symptoms for the last 5 months, I'm actually reasonably happy with this as the long term one to have settled on. Much better choice then constant nausea! Good job head!
But I feel like I'm drowning. The what I had hoped was a reasonable level of commitment to people, and organizations, and family is suddenly just too much. And now I need to figure out what I'm willing to let go of so that I can at least stop feeling worse and worse. I don't want to let go of any of it.
I'm not very brave. I talk to people about my issues one on one, but I have a hard time asking for help. Most of the time I don't even really need much help, I just need, I don't know. Support? Comfort? Understanding? I know that by posting this I will get an email from my Dad (hi Dad!) making sure I'm okay. And I don't really want to draw attention to this, because it's not a big deal. It's really not. I can manage, mostly. We can manage. I have the support I need, I am taking the time I need to feel better.
I guess I just needed to say that right now, this minute, this is all very hard for me. And tomorrow it will be too.