SeekingAfrica
Diamond Member
So...there are holidays I celebrate and such I don't care for. Easter is one of those I don't care for, plus I have no family around to honor it for them or something. Which is great in theory, free day to catch up on work and everything else that always is left behind.
But it also sets me off. There's no routine. I don't have class or scheduled work. I don't have planned to do list, just a lot of unfinished unscheduled leftover tasks from old lists. All friends are busy celebrating with family. Stores are closed today and I forgot about that last night, and now I have limited things, which is bad because I'm stressed and craving sweet or hot drink, and stores being closed is super stressing me out, not sure why. Being able to just drop by the store or run down and get what I need is comforting.
So I feel alone and scattered and so not in a mood for todo lists. Things being closed and people being unavailable is setting off this feeling in me that I haven't had since the summer my PTSD began. This unsettling feeling of lack of options and inability to handle things and being all alone without any help. I can almost feel that memory of dead-heat hot summer with no rain and the hot pavement and everything that followed...
But it also sets me off. There's no routine. I don't have class or scheduled work. I don't have planned to do list, just a lot of unfinished unscheduled leftover tasks from old lists. All friends are busy celebrating with family. Stores are closed today and I forgot about that last night, and now I have limited things, which is bad because I'm stressed and craving sweet or hot drink, and stores being closed is super stressing me out, not sure why. Being able to just drop by the store or run down and get what I need is comforting.
So I feel alone and scattered and so not in a mood for todo lists. Things being closed and people being unavailable is setting off this feeling in me that I haven't had since the summer my PTSD began. This unsettling feeling of lack of options and inability to handle things and being all alone without any help. I can almost feel that memory of dead-heat hot summer with no rain and the hot pavement and everything that followed...