Jitter
Another migraine barrels down and strikes me hard. Fibro flare so bad I wonder if I have any nerves or muscles still working correctly. Painkillers are just starting to work.
Yay?
I have so much in my brain. I am jittery and vehemently anxious and moving all the time; I can't stop moving. I need to take the trike out and ride through the neighborhood, if not during the week then during the weekend. It may have to wait until Friday. I have too much to do here. Chores and more chores, and Adam isn't here to do them with me so it's taking longer.
My brain won't stop. I'm thinking too much. I can barely hold a complete conversation without mentally flitting off somewhere else. When I'm at work I can happily focus on work, but after the day is done all bets are off in my brain. I can barely even write: the words are so jumbled and disconnected that all I can do is open a new Word document and pour it all on a blank page.
I'm feeling too much. It's spilling out in bizarre ways. Sometimes I burst into tears. Most of the time I start to shut down. I'm always frustrated over something, usually small things that shouldn't matter. But the small things build up, and right now I just want to strangle anyone who irritates me.
I am in so much pain I can't concentrate. I want to scream, scream, scream.
I'm doing my damnedest to work with this and go with the current and maybe come out better.
So if I am blatantly and suddenly short or angry with you, don't let it bother you; it will pass.
Yay?
I have so much in my brain. I am jittery and vehemently anxious and moving all the time; I can't stop moving. I need to take the trike out and ride through the neighborhood, if not during the week then during the weekend. It may have to wait until Friday. I have too much to do here. Chores and more chores, and Adam isn't here to do them with me so it's taking longer.
My brain won't stop. I'm thinking too much. I can barely hold a complete conversation without mentally flitting off somewhere else. When I'm at work I can happily focus on work, but after the day is done all bets are off in my brain. I can barely even write: the words are so jumbled and disconnected that all I can do is open a new Word document and pour it all on a blank page.
I'm feeling too much. It's spilling out in bizarre ways. Sometimes I burst into tears. Most of the time I start to shut down. I'm always frustrated over something, usually small things that shouldn't matter. But the small things build up, and right now I just want to strangle anyone who irritates me.
I am in so much pain I can't concentrate. I want to scream, scream, scream.
I'm doing my damnedest to work with this and go with the current and maybe come out better.
So if I am blatantly and suddenly short or angry with you, don't let it bother you; it will pass.