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how mental do you feel??

I am getting that way myself.

I mean I'm very fortunate that I'm staying with my parents at their suggestion, but even still I feel like I'm going scatty. I find myself in a circle of waking up, going for a walk, and getting pissed. The contact that I have with my small social circle is crap because we have nothing to talk about. I know its become a cliche but watching the bird feeder is the highlight of my day at the moment.
 
I'm going abit bonkers in the house... I can tell - it's a weird form of claustrophobia - real sensitivity to other noises and other people around. Fortunately made it out to the park this afternoon/evening.. As some sort of 'key worker' I can basically go back to work now though, which is good..
 
I'm going abit bonkers in the house... I can tell - it's a weird form of claustrophobia - real sensitivity to other noises and other people around. Fortunately made it out to the park this afternoon/evening.. As some sort of 'key worker' I can basically go back to work now though, which is good..

Mad innit? The world is literally just there... just open the door and there it is!! And yet nobody is there waiting
 
On a scale of 1 to 10, really quite mental.

I think it's the weird place we're in, where there's some kind of half-arsed end almost in sight possibly maybe after a fashion and we can do a bit more but not much more and everyone's interpreting that, or able to implement that, entirely differently.

I feel completely torn two ways, between wanting to see people and not wanting to catch/spread the virus, and between envying people who are going places and seeing people and being angry with them. I'm not coping at all well and have been in a vile mood all this week.

I conclude that change is difficult. Going into lockdown was terrifying, but actually being in it was fine (for me). You knew where you were. This is another whole set of change, and it's not like we can just relax and gradually go back to what we were doing before, it's another new set of behaviours to learn. Just navigating daily existence is difficult and exhausting.

And I just want to go to the pub! I don't even drink much but that's how I process things, by spending time with friends.
 
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Yep. Getting mental. I'm lucky - wfh on full pay, and not overworked. The tan is coming on nicely. Not getting up at 6.30 for a shit commute to work in an office I don't like really suits me.

But, fuck yeah, I want to go to the pub. I want to go to a festival and get shit faced sitting in a field. Me and mrs mx are getting on each other's tits. I'm running out of pottering jobs to do, to the extent that repainting the hall and stairwell is starting to sound attractive. The toothache doesn't help either.
 
Peaks and troughs of very mental to acceptably mental under the circumstances.

I should probably be getting up to do things like wash and dress and work (I'm still working, which is fortunate). But I'm drinking wine instead. At just gone 8 on a work day.

Hey ho.
 
I've had a couple of moments when my sense of meatspace chill went a bit wobbly. This shit is tough on everyone, I think. I'm taking this a sign that I shouldn't push myself too hard.
 
Working from home.
Cocooned due to underlying health problems.
Minding parents who are acting like bold kids.

I had to phone the parents of the kids in my class yesterday. It literally made my day talking with people outside of family.

School is putting pressure on staff daily to get kids work prepared for virtual assessments and changing the goal posts so when I think I've it done they suddenly want more.

Head of school sent a fucking email at 2.33 am this morning and my phone registered it with an alert. Woke in a panic thinking it was a text.

Slowly going mad but terrified of going out at the same time.
Literally the only thing keeping me going is cooking and baking.
 
Peaks and troughs of very mental to acceptably mental under the circumstances.

I should probably be getting up to do things like wash and dress and work (I'm still working, which is fortunate). But I'm drinking wine instead. At just gone 8 on a work day.

Hey ho.

I'm having a drink this morning just because it's there in front of me. Aside from that I'm starting anywhere from 2pm and making a dick of myself(probably for the attention that everybody craves). I wake up in the morning and go back through all my FB posts to see what I need to delete and who I've offended. It's a bit different on here because nobody knows me afaik, and my persona on here is a massive nob head anyway, but when it creeps into meat space it's not good for the old mental health i.e waking up every morning thinkng what the fuck did I say and do last night, and what am I gonna say when I see such and such a person at Asda.
 
I'm having a drink this morning just because it's there in front of me. Aside from that I'm starting anywhere from 2pm and making a dick of myself(probably for the attention that everybody craves). I wake up in the morning and go back through all my FB posts to see what I need to delete and who I've offended. It's a bit different on here because nobody knows me afaik, and my persona on here is a massive nob head anyway, but when it creeps into meat space it's not good for the old mental health i.e waking up every morning thinkng what the fuck did I say and do last night, and what am I gonna say when I see such and such a person at Asda.
Oh god, I couldn't cope with Facearse. Haven't been able to for a long time, but this would be so much worse. Even though I know (some) people on here irl it's still different. It's easier to forget any (my) twattery! :)
 
A little bit mental. It's strange being alone just so much. Being an often socially anxious people, you'd think that would suit me... but nothing suits me really. :p

At least I have work and am kept busy.

I had been drinking every night since lockdown up until a couple of weeks ago, when I managed to begin reversing it. Last night (Monday) wasn't meant to be drinking, but my friend reminded me it's a bank holiday (we didn't get it) and that was all the excuse I needed for a couple of beers. :mad:
 
A little bit mental. It's strange being alone just so much. Being an often socially anxious people, you'd think that would suit me... but nothing suits me really. :p

The very self and same.

I'm not a culture vulture by any stretch, but the fact that I can't go out and do what I want when I want is really fucking me up.
 
Oh god, I couldn't cope with Facearse. Haven't been able to for a long time, but this would be so much worse. Even though I know (some) people on here irl it's still different. It's easier to forget any (my) twattery! :)

I'm using it to distract a little bit as well though with a few different groups. I've unintentionally being playing the game for the first time in years recently because of FB.
 
I’m finding it really fucking tough rn. My nearly 18 yo is giving me shit, bullying his brother, in my face. My youngest has completely disengaged with any kind of normal life, and I communicating with him is very difficult. So home life’s nails, and work is squeezing me hard. I’ve been taken off shifts, but I’ve just got relentless 13 hour “long day” shifts, and the lack of family visits and ppe is making it complex and hard. I’m having to grit my teeth and just fucking weather this shit.
 
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