Disordered Thoughts and Curmudgeonly Ramblings
I had a really rough week mental health wise – feeling anxious, not sleeping well, all tired and stressed from not sleeping well, the works. I decided to have an early night on Thursday and was prepping the pills I take before bed (yes, I have reached that age) when I noticed that the paracetamol tablets I’d been taking weren’t just paracetamol…
They were paracetamol plus caffeine.
*sigh*
Having the kind of anxiety and depression riddled day where simply being conscious hurts.
There’s only one solution. The Pixies.
There. That’s a bit better.
The old anxiety/depression is hitting me hard this week. Mostly because I’ve got a number of really important jobs to get done at work and all of them are taking far longer than they should. It’s a struggle to get out of bed each morning because I’d much rather hide under the covers and call in sick. But hey, what can you do?
On another subject, I’m no great fan of this…
But can’t get enough of this…
I’m clearly insane!
