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Quite mental today. Getting ready to go home after an over five weeks stay at my parents. I hate packing and that combined with working/running our business is a bit much. I'll live, but for now, i'm quite mental.
I’ve had a long stay at my parents without having even a night at home. I’m starting to lose my shit, and I think they are with me as well as each other. I can’t just nip home as and when I feel like because my father is paranoid AF, and saying if I do go home I can’t come back, and given that, during lockdown, my daughter is staying at his house that’s not a good ultimatum for me, in fact the whole point of me going to his was for mental well being I.e not being on my own in a tower block in a part of the city where I don’t know many people.

I’ve got the council coming next week for maintenance so that’s my excuse to get away for a bit.
 
Not feeling very mental at all right now, but I suspect this may be at odds with reality, given that I've made some slightly odd purchases recently. A sort of madness by legacy of childhood exposure to the Innovations catalogue. If anyone wants an electronic/usb hand warmer, for instance, you're very welcome to it, and would at least be able to tell people honestly that you didn't actually buy it. :thumbs:
 
Not feeling very mental at all right now, but I suspect this may be at odds with reality, given that I've made some slightly odd purchases recently. A sort of madness by legacy of childhood exposure to the Innovations catalogue. If anyone wants an electronic/usb hand warmer, for instance, you're very welcome to it, and would at least be able to tell people honestly that you didn't actually buy it. :thumbs:
I've bought so much stuff online the friggin Amazon box near where we live keeps running out of space. I've managed to be quite sensible - mainly because some of the crap I've been watcing being promoted on Tik Tok can't be shipped to UK. So I didn't get a bear shaped torch/desk fan/ power bank after all. :rolleyes: Oh and I'm feeling quite mental again, it's the never ending lockdown. I'm trying not to think about it.
 
Not great, but, suffering poor mental health most of my life, I have a sense of normality within me
in all the madness, I watch other people really getting anxious and feeling depressed, to me this is
within my coping complex so far.
 
had two massive overreaction meltdowns this week, both over food. historically whenever i really lose my shit it's been food related.

over the years i'd developed some kind of compromise stability where i avoided interacting so much with the wider world that's beyond my control/comprehension, and just tucked myself away and got on with things at home - where i could fashion a semblance of order and freedom. this pandemic has reached right into my home and turned it upside down. a space that functioned pretty well as an adjunct to an office and classrooms and places of entertainment & culture & togetherness doesn't stand up so well in total isolation. my mental safe space (of withdrawal, quiet, calm, control) is being trampled over. with no respite and no end in sight.

that said, if i was still drinking things could have got stupid, so at least now it's just my brain (and the occasional internet thread) that has to know about it :thumbs:
 
I had a Captain Willard moment in my quarantine hotel last week. Absolutely vibrating. Head like a cathedral and doubting my sanity

I’ve been getting doom feeling looking out of windows which isn’t helpful in a city of sky scrapers
Email pings were giving me chest pains and it took me five application forms scrapped to get my phone number right when I went for testing

Only knowing I’ll never go back to this job or country has rebalanced my ballast. Still getting dooms but not as bad and I’m sat in the airport so the world is a better place

Onwards and upwards
 
I put in two 10 hour plus days, finished at 2.30am this morning, just been out to review some samples at a sample room near where I live. Wanted to take today off but have something to finish, really wanted to take Monday off and booked two calls for Tuesday morning so I could, but guess who now has a call booked for 7.30am on Monday morning with a factory in China. :rolleyes: I work in a trade where everything is time dependent and everything is also currently late - if it hasn't been Covided, then it's been Brexited.
Normally I'd be able to go do something nice and bimble about of the weekend, to decompress, we'd be going to a car boot and looking at junk, then drive over to a rellies for a pub lunch. Will have to settle for some crafting and feeling quite mental!
 
I put in two 10 hour plus days, finished at 2.30am this morning, just been out to review some samples at a sample room near where I live. Wanted to take today off but have something to finish, really wanted to take Monday off and booked two calls for Tuesday morning so I could, but guess who now has a call booked for 7.30am on Monday morning with a factory in China. :rolleyes: I work in a trade where everything is time dependent and everything is also currently late - if it hasn't been Covided, then it's been Brexited.
Normally I'd be able to go do something nice and bimble about of the weekend, to decompress, we'd be going to a car boot and looking at junk, then drive over to a rellies for a pub lunch. Will have to settle for some crafting and feeling quite mental!
On the other hand there’s lots of people who have done zero work over the last 10 months because of this carry on.
 
It has been 3 fucking weeks since I last went to the allotment...during which time I have developed a terrible Mintoes habit (a bag a day), have chewed all my fingers to bleeding haggard strips and found myself knitting and unravelling the same hat band over a dozen times, slept in till lunchtime and wandered around the house till dawn. Hopeless. Have just packed a toolbag to get down to the site - not caring if the mud is over my wellies. I need sky and soil before violence and divorce looms.
 
When I'm at work I can't wait to get home and when I'm home I get really bored. I've got very low energy so as its pay day I've replenished my supplements and ordered some cbd.

I'm fragile, so have decided to swap any nightshifts to day as nights don't help anything but the purse.
Actually I don't want to do nights ever again.
 
Not feeling very mental at all right now, but I suspect this may be at odds with reality, given that I've made some slightly odd purchases recently. A sort of madness by legacy of childhood exposure to the Innovations catalogue. If anyone wants an electronic/usb hand warmer, for instance, you're very welcome to it, and would at least be able to tell people honestly that you didn't actually buy it. :thumbs:
I bought my best mate one of those for her 40th birthday
 
I'm starting to feel pretty mental. Suddenly going from drinking a lot to drinking nothing in early December, then cellulitis and an abscess, then antibiotics which gave me cognitive and spatial awareness issues, then covid, then major relationship issues, then schools closing and new lockdown. I made it through it all without thinking about the big picture much but now that the dust is settling and I'm feeling less ill... I dunno. I don't feel quite right.
 
Not feeling very mental at all right now, but I suspect this may be at odds with reality, given that I've made some slightly odd purchases recently. A sort of madness by legacy of childhood exposure to the Innovations catalogue. If anyone wants an electronic/usb hand warmer, for instance, you're very welcome to it, and would at least be able to tell people honestly that you didn't actually buy it. :thumbs:
Oi! I got given one of them for crimbo and bloody love it! :D I have proper cold paws now thanks to beta blockers.
 
Not great, but, suffering poor mental health most of my life, I have a sense of normality within me
in all the madness, I watch other people really getting anxious and feeling depressed, to me this is
within my coping complex so far.
I can relate to this. I had a bit of a breakdown 2 years ago, and the path of recovery since has been about managing my own internal stresses and fixations. The outside world matters less in terms of stress triggers. Maybe I'm just very self centered, when it comes down to it.
 
Grace Dent writes:

We will be there in August, I promise. With bags of crisps bought and splayed open on the table. And in-jokes and snoozing dogs and chats with random strangers at other tables. There will be laughing and making a racket...

She'd better be fucking right
 
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