Seven stages of grief every morning

Feb 21, 2019 22:00

I don’t understand why I always have to go through the seven stages of grief every time I wake up in the morning, and physical pain when I get up. Sometimes I think if it is because of the anxiety and depression, or am I just a screwed up as a person?
Last night I had a pretty nice dream where me and two of my closest friends, Eleclya and Suavecita, went to have a sleepover at my childhood home on Broad Meadow. I tried to find them blankets so we could all sleep on the sofas but didn’t find any, so I gave them a bathrobe and a huge towel as blankets.

I got up about at noon, and after taking my morning medicine, I had to practically force myself to clean my teeth.
I dabbed lotion on my skin, got dressed, washed my face, and ate a decent breakfast. I forgot to have coffee, but I wasn’t bothered.

I received two things in the mail today; the cosmetics bag I had ordered from Wish, and a discount coupon for the book shop. I will use the coupon for buying Easter cards.

Later that day, I went to the health center. I got the queue number 82, right at that moment they were serving number 68.
I had a good time waiting because I brought my diary, my knitting, and of course my smartphone. There was a TV bolted to the wall, it showed old Finnish black- and- white movies.

Once it was my turn, I told the friendly nurse that my left ear was blocked with ear wax. She checked out my “healthy” ear first, and then the left one. She told me that I can come over on Thursday at two o’clock in the afternoon, and I am supposed to put Remo- Wax into both of my ears for two days before the appointment.
I also asked them to renew my anti- depressant prescription, and she said she is going to ask the doctor about it.

I went to the bank and asked them to help me get the mobile bank application.

I went to the convenience store and bought a coffee on the go, then I took a train to Stick City. On the train, there was a woman who asked me to borrow a small mirror, so I . She said she felt dizzy because she had taken anti- anxiety medication.

I got off at Stick City and went to the local museum.
After that, I caught a train downtown and went to another museum.

I went to McDonald’s and bought French fries, and then I caught a train back to my home town.

I went to the library and used the common computer to click all the buttons on GreaterGood.com. Then I went back home.

I know I should have gone to the gym and worked out, but it was getting late and I was getting tired.

I felt the evening anxiety. This time it was stronger than usual, I felt a strange shooting pain in my heart.

Tomorrow I will receive money. I will pay the monthly gym membership fee, renew my Spotify Premium subscription, order new return address stickers from Etsy, and go to the dressmaker to pick up my mended dress and bring them three articles of clothing to be mended.
After that, I will buy a new brassiere, and next month’s birthday and name- day cards and postage stamps for them.
In the evening, I will go to the sauna.

On Saturday, I will do the weekly housework. In the afternoon, I will go visit Eleclya.

On Sunday, I will go visit my parents. I will take the plastic waste to recycling on the way there.
Once at my parents’ home, I will call my granny. My dad will give me the weekly allowance, I will buy groceries.

evening anxiety, real life, health center, library, dreams

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