hanging in
Ever just have weeks where you know you should be able to deal with the world, but you just can't? When your reactions to things are waaay the hell and gone out of whack with the actual direness of the situations? Yep, that's me this week.
Not worth moaning about in detail, as things are (see above) just not as bad as they feel. But I'm feeling all frayed and panicky and am looking longingly at the Xanex in my purse, really not wanting to have reached a point again where I need anti-anxiety meds. Especially since it's just not that bad.
ANYWAY. This has been bugging me for a week. I saw this commercial for some maxi-pad or another, and its tag line was "It's like it becomes part of your underwear."
I think it will become my new personal tagline, my answer to any question or statement. Go ahead. Try me.
Not worth moaning about in detail, as things are (see above) just not as bad as they feel. But I'm feeling all frayed and panicky and am looking longingly at the Xanex in my purse, really not wanting to have reached a point again where I need anti-anxiety meds. Especially since it's just not that bad.
ANYWAY. This has been bugging me for a week. I saw this commercial for some maxi-pad or another, and its tag line was "It's like it becomes part of your underwear."
I think it will become my new personal tagline, my answer to any question or statement. Go ahead. Try me.