I’m not sure where I want to go with this post. I didn’t get out of bed until 2:00pm as I was THAT emotionally exhausted from the emotional “festivities” from yesterday, I feel like shit from the weight I’ve gained due to my koo koo meds recently and the gluttonous carbfest I went on yesterday. FUCKING BLAH!!
I suppose I’ve disassociated a bit for my own sanity. I don’t feel bad, I don’t feel good. Neither happy nor sad. Just blah.
I’m dreading the rest of the holidays and our upcoming move. My OCD ignites my anxiety into a fiery frenzy when I think of all of my meticulously placed “stuff” being boxed up and in disarray until I can meticulously put it back somewhere else.
I had an MRI on my back and neck last Tuesday. I got the results back today. Degenerative Disc Disease. Just fucking Jim Dandy. As if I don’t have enough mental and physical disorders and ailments. Just something else to deal with. I would just like to be emotionally normal and totally pain (physically, emotionally and psychologically) free for one week. JUST ONE WEEK! It would be utter bliss.
Well I suppose I’ll get started early this afternoon with a little holiday cheer (Evan Williams Eggnog) and try to drown my shitty mood in booze. As my darling fellow blogger @helentastic always so eloquently puts it, xxCHEERSxx!