Something's Wrong, But I Don't Know What
For days now, I've been freaking out. Quietly-- but basically my anxiety issues are taking total precedence. I feel like something has gone wrong to someone I love. Maybe Robin. Maybe a cousin I love. I don't know.
Anyway, I've been having nightmares every night and pacing and biting my cuticles and nails til they bleed and feeling like I want to cry.
But I have no real reason to feel that crazy scared.
"Generalized Anxiety Disorder"-- jeez, ya think?
But the last time I felt "off" is when I later found out my aunt Ruth died and no one told me for several months. So this time I'm writing it down. I keep thinking about Robin, though that MAY be unrelated. But I feel like I have to do something to help her. I just don't know what. If I could drive, I would take my week off to drive to Tacoma and get her away from that psychopath who raped her. She's on this mission to destroy him-- but its HER that is being destroyed. She's gone off the deep end. She may end up dead or in jail for the rest of her life. Yeah-- its bugging me. I keep shoving it to the back of my mind because I feel so helpless about what she's doing. My husband sure as hell isn't going to drive me up there to go get her or anything like that.
So today I contacted one of her daughters and one of her brothers. Jay messaged me back and Friended me right away. I'm going to call him tomorrow and we're going to compare notes. If it seems like I can trust him, I'm going to then try to get Robin's location from her if possible. I can try Dale-- but I'm betting he doesn't know the address. I may be able to go up and get her at some point.
I don't know if that's what's driving me nuts. Or if its about Ruth dying or Bruce keeping things from me or .... I just don't know. I DO know that moving didn't help me feel any more secure.
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Anyway, I've been having nightmares every night and pacing and biting my cuticles and nails til they bleed and feeling like I want to cry.
But I have no real reason to feel that crazy scared.
"Generalized Anxiety Disorder"-- jeez, ya think?
But the last time I felt "off" is when I later found out my aunt Ruth died and no one told me for several months. So this time I'm writing it down. I keep thinking about Robin, though that MAY be unrelated. But I feel like I have to do something to help her. I just don't know what. If I could drive, I would take my week off to drive to Tacoma and get her away from that psychopath who raped her. She's on this mission to destroy him-- but its HER that is being destroyed. She's gone off the deep end. She may end up dead or in jail for the rest of her life. Yeah-- its bugging me. I keep shoving it to the back of my mind because I feel so helpless about what she's doing. My husband sure as hell isn't going to drive me up there to go get her or anything like that.
So today I contacted one of her daughters and one of her brothers. Jay messaged me back and Friended me right away. I'm going to call him tomorrow and we're going to compare notes. If it seems like I can trust him, I'm going to then try to get Robin's location from her if possible. I can try Dale-- but I'm betting he doesn't know the address. I may be able to go up and get her at some point.
I don't know if that's what's driving me nuts. Or if its about Ruth dying or Bruce keeping things from me or .... I just don't know. I DO know that moving didn't help me feel any more secure.