Not doing all that well. Pretty sad state of affairs for the 4th day without work. Feel like I have siezed up, frozen, stuck. I have been getting up sometime in the afternoon, between 2pm and 4 or 5. To bed between midnight and maybe 3am. Sleeping loads. Even when up, I am doing practically nothing. Reading email/LJ, watching TiVo, reading, lying around daydreaming. Eating loads of sugar (ok, for me that is a couple of full size candy bars). I have many things to do, just no motivation to do anything. I have loads of people I could call but I didn’t want to have to deal with people not available or not knowing what to do.
It doesn’t count as drinking in the morning if you drink right after getting up in the afternoon, right.
I haven’t left the house or gotten dressed for two full days. I haven’t spoken to hardly anyone today.
I have hit a little mini wall with all the buzz on sugar tonight. I have finally kicked in a little mini manic session. I have finally tackled the boxes left from my old job and cleaned them out. I no longer have to manuver around them in the kitchen. I have also paid my bills and that has been hovering over me, hounding my head into the sand for a week. I am close to zero in the checking account so I have to make sure to get the last paycheck into the bank tomorrow. I am now ordering check refills.
So, I guess it is a good thing to stuff myself with sugar. At least this time.
The first step is notincing what you are doing. The second is admitting it. Someday, hopefully I will get to the step where I can change it or avoid doing it in the first place. Today is not that day.
I would say I need help but I don’t know what I would be willing to accept. Don’t know what to suggest. I feel very resistant to almost everything. Except sleeping and laying around of course.