I have a feeling this is because of the impending season change. But for the last few weeks I've been getting more and more...well depressed would be the best word. My real friends are scattered to the four winds and my online ones are...well on this forum. I don't think that helps with the depression either.
I've moved from crappy house into a trailer that feels right for me. I'm still getting things organized but thats not something I can do quickly anyways. I have met new neighbors who are wonderful and walk the dogs for me while I'm at work so i don't come home to messes but I'm just....bleh.
My sugars were stable till this darker mood started coming down on me and my eating has gotten...poor.
I want the guy I lost back and yet at the same time I never want to see him again. Except I still dream of a day that may never come. Oh snap out of it I hear some of you say. I've got a good job thats stabler then most, I've got housing and food and warmth. I even have a luxury of cable and net and yet all I want to do right now is stare out a window or fall out of said window just to see what would happen. *shivers* It's those rare thoughts that have been making me twitch.
I go out for walks and yet end up running back to the trailer because I get so scared that there is something there that is going to get me. Last night I hid under the bed because I felt like something was watching me and that was the only way to not be seen. The dogs don't seem to help that irrational fear because they stick right by me. I currently have one sleeping behind me, one to my side and the other is under the desk with his head on my feet. Not a easy thing for three large huskys to do.
Every noise has been making me jump. Every time a neighbor comes home and slams their door I know now which ones they are and have come to know their routines but when something happens out of routine I am looking out the window. This is starting to affect work cause I just can't sleep and can't concentrate on getting mail in the case. Brought back 12 pieces last week on one route because it was right number but wrong street. At least I caught it on the route.
I have found myself sleeping in the truck on my breaks and lunch and finding it more restful then my bed. I just don't know...I feel more at ease here and yet the hair on the back of my neck stands on end at times. My breath catches and I'm scared to look behind me. The dogs at times are carefree and laying wherever and then at times are tight up to me talking to themselves. Sometimes...I feel like I'm suffocating. And for some reason I just had to open this up to the people on here.
I've moved from crappy house into a trailer that feels right for me. I'm still getting things organized but thats not something I can do quickly anyways. I have met new neighbors who are wonderful and walk the dogs for me while I'm at work so i don't come home to messes but I'm just....bleh.
My sugars were stable till this darker mood started coming down on me and my eating has gotten...poor.
I want the guy I lost back and yet at the same time I never want to see him again. Except I still dream of a day that may never come. Oh snap out of it I hear some of you say. I've got a good job thats stabler then most, I've got housing and food and warmth. I even have a luxury of cable and net and yet all I want to do right now is stare out a window or fall out of said window just to see what would happen. *shivers* It's those rare thoughts that have been making me twitch.
I go out for walks and yet end up running back to the trailer because I get so scared that there is something there that is going to get me. Last night I hid under the bed because I felt like something was watching me and that was the only way to not be seen. The dogs don't seem to help that irrational fear because they stick right by me. I currently have one sleeping behind me, one to my side and the other is under the desk with his head on my feet. Not a easy thing for three large huskys to do.
Every noise has been making me jump. Every time a neighbor comes home and slams their door I know now which ones they are and have come to know their routines but when something happens out of routine I am looking out the window. This is starting to affect work cause I just can't sleep and can't concentrate on getting mail in the case. Brought back 12 pieces last week on one route because it was right number but wrong street. At least I caught it on the route.
I have found myself sleeping in the truck on my breaks and lunch and finding it more restful then my bed. I just don't know...I feel more at ease here and yet the hair on the back of my neck stands on end at times. My breath catches and I'm scared to look behind me. The dogs at times are carefree and laying wherever and then at times are tight up to me talking to themselves. Sometimes...I feel like I'm suffocating. And for some reason I just had to open this up to the people on here.


. They may be simply reacting to your anxiety, rather than sensing something amiss on their own.
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