blehk.
So today has definately been one of the worst days I've had in a while. I'm counting from like midnight on. I'm so sick of scrapbooking, and stamps, and crafts, and myself. I could just scream right now but I honestly don't have the energy. I think I've accomplished making myself sick. That takes talent. In between having my head in the toilet and moving everthing in the fucking craft department, I realized this. I didn't want to ask to go home because my managers were all in bitchy moods so, I stuck it out. Someone stole my muffin Caitie baked for me too! I'm so pissed. Whale's mom did buy me food though. Lets just hope it will stay down now.
I'm stuck in a permanent panic attack it seems. I'm all shakey, and nauseated, and dizzy, and the whole world seems to just function on its own wih me just kinda standing in slow-mo. Light, sound, and motion are in a realm of their own. I'm robotic so to speak.
Hiding under my blanket and not coming out is sounding like the perfect escape right now. Gliblet just just kind of sitting with an affixed stare on me. She knows. She may be a retarded cat, but she is at least intuitive when it comes to some things.
I'm going to shower and get all of the dirt Joann's has accumulated in the past 10 years off of me and then I am going get in bed and never get out again. Maybe in the interim I will call someone to come sit with my in my sickness/misery.
I'm stuck in a permanent panic attack it seems. I'm all shakey, and nauseated, and dizzy, and the whole world seems to just function on its own wih me just kinda standing in slow-mo. Light, sound, and motion are in a realm of their own. I'm robotic so to speak.
Hiding under my blanket and not coming out is sounding like the perfect escape right now. Gliblet just just kind of sitting with an affixed stare on me. She knows. She may be a retarded cat, but she is at least intuitive when it comes to some things.
I'm going to shower and get all of the dirt Joann's has accumulated in the past 10 years off of me and then I am going get in bed and never get out again. Maybe in the interim I will call someone to come sit with my in my sickness/misery.