Mar 14, 2012 10:07
It's spring again... which yeah, is good in many ways, but also marks the time of year where my mental health generally takes a turn for the worse. This year appears to be no exception. I've had a couple days of feeling really run down and frustrated and snapping at people, which I noticed and tried to combat with uplifting music and better eating and whatnot. Today I have discovered that my efforts weren't really effective. I collapsed at work. I didn't lose consciousness and it was in the staff room so I didn't scare the kiddies and everyone was really good about it, but it's a big neon sign that my efforts have not been enough. It seems as if my brain said, 'If you aren't going to take a mental health day that you need, I'm going to give you a physical reason to go the fuck home and get your shit together.'
And so now I am at home. I plan to get some sleep. I plan to cuddle with my furry family. I plan to watch happy making movies. Actually, they probably had an idea something was going down today since Koo was very concerned about grooming me thoroughly this morning. And if my reasoning sounds irrational, my excuse is that it's Pi day, so it's an irrational sort of day.
So here is the tough part... I'd like to ask my flist for some help. I need more happy making things. I feel silly for asking, but some picspam and other happy making things in the comments would mean a lot to me.
mental health,
real life