ugh...
I decided that I worry too much. I worry about how I'm going to ever do all the things I have to do instead of just doing them. I worry about everything..even things I shouldn't worry about. I know I need to let go and let God handle everything but It's hard. I feel like such a choatic mess..
I think me worrying may have caused this week of illness...I make myself physically ill when I worry about things, I get nausious and migrains..but I've never made myself this sick before. I think it's getting pretty bad. I'm having anxiety attacks again and everything..I just don't know what to do. Too much stress I suppose...
So now I am just more stressed after missing so much school lately and having to make everything up..this just gets crappier and crappier...
This weekend...we'll see how it goes...
I guess I can end this post w/ something that is funny, at least now when I look back at it.. So in stained glass today I was in the backroom with heleana, jj, and ben and I was taping my piece together when this GIGANTIC centipede came running out from under this huge art desk and I go balistic! I screamed so loud for a long time and my teacher came running in from the other room and by that time I was already on the other side of the room hyperventilating...oh it was great..I had to take a walk just so I could breathe again..gosh it still hurts when I think about it...whew..man I hate centipedes...
I think me worrying may have caused this week of illness...I make myself physically ill when I worry about things, I get nausious and migrains..but I've never made myself this sick before. I think it's getting pretty bad. I'm having anxiety attacks again and everything..I just don't know what to do. Too much stress I suppose...
So now I am just more stressed after missing so much school lately and having to make everything up..this just gets crappier and crappier...
This weekend...we'll see how it goes...
I guess I can end this post w/ something that is funny, at least now when I look back at it.. So in stained glass today I was in the backroom with heleana, jj, and ben and I was taping my piece together when this GIGANTIC centipede came running out from under this huge art desk and I go balistic! I screamed so loud for a long time and my teacher came running in from the other room and by that time I was already on the other side of the room hyperventilating...oh it was great..I had to take a walk just so I could breathe again..gosh it still hurts when I think about it...whew..man I hate centipedes...