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Tuesday, August 14, 2012

In a funk

Do you ever find yourself in a headspace that just doesn't feel like your own? For the past week or so, I haven't felt like myself at all. I haven't been feeling well physically and that was the only reason I had for not being .... Me. I feel physically fine now but I can't eat properly, barely catch sleep at regular times and just feel ... Not like myself.

A week and a half ago, my best friend and I got in a major fight. Through help from another friend, I made it through the night as she gracefully let me cry on her shoulder even though it was her date night and she was exhausted. Best friend and I may still have our issues, but we are communicating and working through them.

I really don't have anything to be stressed about.

I have 3 wonderful best friends, my family is great, and life is good. Yet here I am in this unexplained funk. I have no desire to stand up and fight the world right now. I'm exhausted in every sense of the word, yet I can't fall asleep at regular hours which in turn makes me over think things that I shouldn't.

I had nightmares about my situation with the best friend this week and the other person involved. After it played out in real life, I was fine. I got two rides on the Harley, yet I still wasn't happy. I wasn't even happy today spending time with my family, which included my niece and nephews.

Just one of those weeks I think. I must stop with the self deprecating thoughts and move forwards. I'm not sure what is keeping me from fighting except my own mind. This is about to change.

This isn't me.

*I* am a pretty rad person: I smile, I laugh, and I love hanging out with friends. I have to stop hiding in my bat cave and start going out with my friends again - especially since school starts soon and that time will be limited as is.

With much love and too much pondering,
-S

Saturday, August 04, 2012

Age

Is age really just a number? Is it more about maturity than age? Where do we draw the line?

Thoughts of a late night.