Imagine that when you’re struggling, you struggle
Now imagine how I’m feeling when I’m struggling
See the difference?
I’m calling this the “cusp of struggling”. I’m not all that new to this new form of struggling, I’ve been struggling like this for the duration of this summer. But it’s weird because part of me feels so ROCK SOLID in RECOVERY MODE, and yet, I’m still struggling. I just, don’t FEEL like I’m struggling. But, I am.
I don’t know, maybe it’s being home all day alone so my brains are out of order.
Maybe it’s ’cause I’ve officially relapsed in my vague term of ‘self-harm’ (i.e. not scratching myself).
Maybe it’s just me wanting to write a little bit. Because I certainly didn’t blog before I acted on my relapse, which sucks, so again, I can’t bullshit myself about it now either. I don’t know, maybe we can call it all of the above.
I haven’t been all that productive today, but am hoping the evening can pan out a little better. Sometimes when I listen to music it just charges the OCD into full swing. Unfortunately, before this, guess what I was doing?
Maybe it’s because I didn’t write a to do list today.
Maybe it’s from feeling a little bad for my wallet that I bought more stationary things (which is at least better than buying a stethoscope or sleeping pills for obvious reasons).
I don’t know, but it’s tough.
That’s all I really have for right now. Now it’s just time to study for stats, read a book, do some artwork, things like that.
Expect me to bury this post soon, too.
Hope you guys are doing better than my realization that I’m not as okay as I thought I was. 😦