My normally sunny disposition has given way to melancholy and angst.
Maybe just burnout. Job stress never goes away when you leave the office . . . it clings like sticky tar to the inside of your skull--an infection you can't wash off.
Feel like a Thanksgiving Turkey that was forgotten about and left in the oven an extra day. Blackened, dried out, and empty.
Don't want to eat, just want to sleep. Have had one decent meal in the last three or four days.
Maybe it's the change of seasons. Seasonal affective disorder and all of that. Feels like my brain decided to shut down for the winter--go into hibernation.
Maybe if I could just sleep for a week straight.
Hope it wasn't a mistake to go off the meds . . .
Maybe just burnout. Job stress never goes away when you leave the office . . . it clings like sticky tar to the inside of your skull--an infection you can't wash off.
Feel like a Thanksgiving Turkey that was forgotten about and left in the oven an extra day. Blackened, dried out, and empty.
Don't want to eat, just want to sleep. Have had one decent meal in the last three or four days.
Maybe it's the change of seasons. Seasonal affective disorder and all of that. Feels like my brain decided to shut down for the winter--go into hibernation.
Maybe if I could just sleep for a week straight.
Hope it wasn't a mistake to go off the meds . . .
Cheer up. Winter is not so bad. I wait for this season all year. Not because of the holidays or anything, actualy I sort of dread that, but the temperature makes me happy. It's hard to live in Texas when you hate the heat.
I actually do like the winter. More than I used to, anyway. But the short days sometimes do funny things to the brain, and that's what I was worried about. Still, the snow has been awfully pretty. And I've got a much better vantage point to watch it than in times past.