End o' the tunnel
After a month or two (or more) of emotional turmoil (after way more sources of chaos that I have had to deal with at once, for years), I think that some time over the last few days I hit a mix between an exhaustion wall and boredom with the turmoil.
I think that's probably a good thing. And I think for me, overload hypersensitivity - immediately followed by boredom - is a twofer late stage of grief. My own version of "acceptance," I guess - "can't change it, stop sweating it already."
Once I hit the boredom stage with my own shit I can get perspective, put stuff behind me, and finally start looking at my life in a more casual, more long-term and less panicked frame of mind.
Hooray.
I think that's probably a good thing. And I think for me, overload hypersensitivity - immediately followed by boredom - is a twofer late stage of grief. My own version of "acceptance," I guess - "can't change it, stop sweating it already."
Once I hit the boredom stage with my own shit I can get perspective, put stuff behind me, and finally start looking at my life in a more casual, more long-term and less panicked frame of mind.
Hooray.